William Hughes Poet Bio

Fishing With Dad

I remember hoping the fence with a pole in my hand
Us verse the fishes, my first stand
The water pushed by the wind
Smile on my face, laughing and joking

I remember putting the rod together
Looking at the sky and saying thanks for the good weather
Relaxing with my dad by my side
Voicing "I'm coming fishes, you can't hide"

For a long time my bait was stolen
The fish would bite but the hook wasn't holding
I asked him why i wasn't catching
He said "Little man, you need patience in fishing"

At last a fish was caught
Big smile on my face i felt like a man
Then he said put it back in
That stupid fish wasn't finish growing

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