A Tedious Fight

As I stood chest deep in my waders On the river's edge, I fish I cast my line with perfection into the holes of glory The holes that bear the mighty rainbow's Cast after cast...I await the stoppage of my float Any false movement in it's flow is a hungry fish; usually My professionalism and experience tend to pay off... Except, this one embarrasing time A time when the sun's glare blinded my vision Blinded it so white... So white that I cast my line without sight With the flip of my wrist, and I crowd of watcher's... I fight a tedious battle with a tree Accidentally, I cast my line 'round it's branch Laughter- speaks out from the eye-watcher's Watching me whipping my rod from left to right and up and down... I continue to fight the mighty branch; in disgust Finally, after ten long annoying minutes... The battle was over... The branch cracked, I defeated the tree I retrieved my float... And I continued to impress the eye-watcher's