Summer Fishing
One summer I bought a fishing pole
With some money I had saved
It made me feel like a professional
And I fished some every day
I had a tackle box full of baits
Of all shapes and sizes
And a new reel too
That the fishing shows advertised
I became a talented fisherman
And caught my share of bass
On good days I rubbed a blister
With all the luck I had
Each day I fished was beautiful
In the sun and clear blue skies
Thankful to be out of school
I fished nearly all the time
I loved all the excitement
And the peace and quiet too
Each day I was delighted
And my tales were always true
- Author: w c ( Offline)
- Published: February 7th, 2018 00:04
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
Comments3
A fine write wc.
thanks orchidee
The the fish was THAT big! I loved the picture of your fishing days..... may they continue......
Thanks Lorna! I appreciate your support.
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