A Dangling Minnow

w c

A Dangling Minnow

 

A plastic minnow on a limb

Dangled above the ground

Lost by a fellow fisherman

With a bobber too I found

 

With some work I had the lure

And I was lucky I thought

To have the bait a colorful one

For me at no cost

 

I tied it on that sunny day

And fished a little while

I caught a nice fish or two

That made me grin a smile

 

As I was casting everywhere

The little bait got hung

In a very obvious place

And shining in the sun

 

With the lure dangling there

It was then that I knew

The minnow belonged to the lake

And my turn with it was through

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2018 15:17
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Brother_Kane

    I’m not a big fishing guy but I liked this has a hidden life message in there “things come and go and or tho you might still want something some times it’s just not your time to have it”!

    • w c

      Thanks, Brother_Kane. I appreciate your insightful read. Do you eat fish? I know some that are not fishermen, but they enjoy some fried catfish or fresh crappie or bass.

      • Brother_Kane

        I’m afraid I’m English so for me it’s battered haddock and chips in beef dripping haha

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      • orchidee

        Good write w c.

        • w c

          Thanks, orchidee.I appreciate your support.

        • onepauly

          ha! ha! I found tons of lures
          fishing in my childhood.
          wonderful!

          • w c

            Thanks, P. It was always exciting to find a lure. It's amazing how much effort one will expend to free one.

            • onepauly

              I was always climbing trees!



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