When the Fish Bite
My husband met a fisherman
(Or rather fisherlady)
Who gave him some advice
Which sounded obvious, yet weighty.
When hoping for a fish to bite
Your line must be real steady
But patience is the key because
The fish bite when they’re ready.
A true philosopher, she was,
‘Cause it’s the same with living.
Unless we’re ready, there won’t be
Advancement or forgiving.
Though choices dangle every day
Right there for our decision,
So many aren’t equal to
The outcome we envision.
Still, when we’re ready, then we bite,
Our cautiousness forsaken
Yet like the fish, we sometimes find
That we have been mistaken.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2017
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