-Sitting around watching it snow -
Listening to the cold wind blow -
It's a dark gray day -
Meant for gazing out a frosty window,
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Don't we all wish we could back to that lake or stream and fish with our dads just one last time. Super write Smoky.
This memory of fishing with your dad must give you mixed emotions but i'm sure you must be glad you have this memory to hold on to. Nice poem Smoky.
I like your lead up to where you remember your Dad when both of you went fishing together.10.
Smoky Nicely layed down.it flows nicely.well done