The Thrill of Fishing
No much to do on a lovely day?
Grab your fishing pole,
go to a peaceful spot
where the sun is bright
and seagulls swoop;
don't mind a cloud that's gray,
it will turn golden and sparkle with light,
by dropping some raindrop
on your baseball cap! Will it remind you of Fall,
of days gone as youth?
No plans for the weekend?
Get in your car and drive
to the closest bay and do some cool fishing,
feel the spirit of fishermen
who go out the windy ocean and return smiling!
I've done that and got cod, bluefish and salmon...
I gave half of it to my neighbor Fred,
but he got scared when he saw a lobster still alive!
Written on 12/10/2012
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2012
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