The Old Pier Poem by Jarrod Wakefield

The Old Pier

Rating: 4.5


The dangling legs,
Hang over a the old pier,
both drinking fresh air.

A father and son,
both catching the careless fish,
with dangling legs.

A father and son,
gowing with their bounty in arms,
Leaving the old pier.

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