Fishing Rod Poem by Ilme SonCries

Fishing Rod



This rainy stretch of highway
is really wearing me down
But a smile on my face rise
as the sun appears like a giant crown

My girlfriend just bought a fishing rod
now I clearly see how hope
is the last thing that leave our bodies

Friday, July 10, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: fishing,girlfriend
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