Brothers poem to go with his buck!

My brother wrote a little poem to go with a picture of his first buck. He has to do it for an asignment in school. I thought it was pretty cool and figured you guys might enjoy it as well. So here it is:

"Beauty is ..... Deer Hunting"

We woke up in the morning.
It definitely wasn't boring.

We headed out to hike.
It was a beautiful sight.

In the brush we saw a deer.
His eyes were glazed with fear.

The thunder sounded.
The buck rebounded.

Another shell.
Then he fell.

This was my first.
I was about to burst.

It seemed so unreal.
I won't forget the feel.

I let out a shout.
Then I cleaned him out.