The Fisherman

December 1, 2009
By , North Pole, AK
The memories of young early morning
before light on the road near or far.
A can of worms in kreele, in hand
pole and reel as we arrive near the water’s
Cast out on the river with hope
that a nibble on line soon to feel.
The rush of the catch, a net soon
to fetch, a large salmon on board
what a deal.

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