Fish Tale - Poem by Sonny Rainshine
Every day we fish.
We cast our lures and our flies
into the rippling reservoir of life and wish
for a nibble.
Maybe we fish for a compliment,
for a single kind word, for a nod
of approval. For a lover's assent,
or for a day without rain.
Like any good fisherman,
we cast out and we wait.
We sit on the riverbank
the bounty of our catch,
And we dream of stories to tell
of the one that got away.
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