Dropping A Line- My Muse
Ofttimes when in a dark despair,
With troubles on my mind,
I amble to my fishing hole
Bait hook and drop a line.
I see the myriad clouds roll by,
See nature's world abound;
'Midst hills and dales, flowers and birds
Tis here life's joys are found.
And soon I drift in reveries
On thoughts of bygone years;
Fulfilling thoughts of happy times,
Beset with smiles and tears.
My line starts bobbing, there's a fish,
A big one too, I find;
This will fill out my dinner plate,
Fresh thoughts caress my mind.
Now, I turn homeward, all renewed
With poe'try on my mind;
Grab pen and paper, eagerly,
I'll drop another line-or two
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fame years ago with homey, down to earth style
poetry.Guess I'll never make it.
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