Dawn's light shimmers through silver clouded skies
as the flow of morning's tide starts to rise
In a dinghy, he prays for just one wish
"Please, God, let me catch a lot of big fish."
Patiently, he sits waiting for the tug
on line baited with a grubworm or bug.
Fishing twine, his small fingers, lightly grips
Not a sigh or complaint...
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