So there I was this early morn. standing on a pier with just myself and one other.
As I was awaiting for the next unlucky crab to grab hold of my drop-line, I start to chat with the quiet man that has been standing next to me the entire time.
I slowly nod my head and with a pleasant face, I say to him "LIFE IS GOOD"
Circling over his head and soaring through the cloudless lite-blue sky, a flock of hungry seagulls.
Below, the mild bay rippled as the tide began to return to sea.
Again, I say to the quiet man "LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL"
As the morning grew late and my basket filled with dinner, I decide to pack up my gear and head back to my vehicle- the quiet man followed.
I take one last glance at the gorgeous surroundings I was leaving and again I say to the quiet man "IT'S BEEN WONDERFUL CHATTING WITH YOU MY FRIEND" I then, alone, open my car door, sit down, fasten my seatbelt and we both drive home together; smiling.
The Quiet Man- my shadow
Categories:
drop line, life,
Form: Verse