He loved to sit and daydream.
While trying to catch a big fish from a mountain stream.
He could almost taste the fresh mountain air.
It felt like heaven while he was fishing there.
He loved the beautiful tall trees.
And the feel of the cool mountain breeze.
But suddenly he had to stop and stare.
Because he was being approached by a grizzly bear.
So he dropped his fishing rod and reel and he ran.
Because he was one scared man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem