The Catch
I
used to take a short cane pole
and
head out for the creek
where
tannin colored water ran
like
iced tea over white soft sand.
It
pooled in bends or near felled
trees
in deep black holes where
fishes
hid.
With
weight and hook
and
wiggling worm
I’d
drop my line and watch the
bobbing
bobber disappear
when
fish would bite
and
take their flight to
wrap
my line around some
hidden
snag.
"The nation behaves well if it treats the natural resources as assets which it must turn over to the next generation increased, and not impaired, in value."
-- Theodore Roosevelt
-- Theodore Roosevelt
Love the poem-hope you all are well : )
ReplyDeleteThanks. We think about you and your family often. I drop by now and again. All is well here. Pappy
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