Every day we fish.
We cast our lures and our flies
into the rippling reservoir of life and wish
for a nibble.
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i love this part very much sonny And we dream of stories to tell of the one that got away.
i love this part very much sonny And we dream of stories to tell of the one that got away.
Oh..never thougth about it that way...great poem..hmm....me thinks u r also fishing for appreciation of ur poem..hehehehe..aren't ya? *wink*
Are you baiting me? ((laughing, laughing)) I so enjoyed this analogy... The One That Got Away Your scarlet letters lure, (you drag your mouth with mine) you drag me under deep waters, hooked, I hang on your every word; You drag me blindly upstream, hard lines pull against that current, hard against my better judgment, against the odds, almost to the point of no return. Sandra
I love a good fish story....We manufacture Mr. Wiffle Sonic Tail Soft Plastic Lures...they never let the big one get away.....