Backwaters Of India On A Boat Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting in a boat with my friend and his son, going through
the backwaters of Southern India, seeing things I've never
before seen in my entire life.

Houseboats made with grass roofs, holding rooms within them
where people can relax and enjoy the beauty of nature for
several days and nights upon the water.

Seeing men fishing on the banks and in boats, using a piece
of string or rope it seems with a hook on the end, plunging
them into the lake after placing bait on them.

So utterly unbelievable and amazing to see this in this day
and age, seeing them actually catching fish for their meals
so skillfully.