Catfishing 2 Poem by Billy Loving

Frogs croaking in the night
Familiar tune, much to my delight
Lantern's illuminating glow
Time going by so slow
At my pole I stare
As I recline in my chair
Stillness of the river
Checking my supply of liver
Having caught a few
Opening my cooler, It's contents I view
Sudden jerk of the line
As the reel starts to unwind
Bait has been took
Quickly, I set my hook
Starting to fight
Reeling with all my might
Time ticking by
Lost in the night, just the fish and I