Fishing

Fishing Under the shade of an out of the way Weeping Willow with its branches hanging low As a little boy then the man I sit in peace, with serene feeling Of heavenly nature A mist of the tall green grass, delightful colors, of mix white, yellows, purples wild flowers and wild blackberries grow I watch as the butterflies dance around the wildflower and listen to the sounds of the birds A slight breeze through the trees sends seduction natures smells to intoxicate In my blue overalls, straw hat, fishing pole, and a can of earth worms Fishing in the cool, clear stream watching trout jump up to feed on dragon flies bouncing off the mirrored stream Utilizing my daylight time fishing Instead of undertaking a day’s endeavor 2/19/2015