The rain has stopped, the sky is blue
It's time to go fishing and catch a few
A shore side lunch, sure sounds good to me
Fish or hot dogs, well I guess we will have to see
The Saint Lawrence river, is calm as it can be
It's a wonderful clear sky, as far as the eye can see
Enjoying the great outdoors, yes at its very best
One day out fishing, is good as a week of rest
Launch the boat, wet a line
Yes this day will be oh so fine
Floating down the river, on this clear day
I feel like a kid again, outside at play
Are the fish biting you ask, well I guess we will soon see
I do know this, there is no place, I would rather be
Ray Hamilton
{ The Great Canadian Buzzard }
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Be always safe,
Karen
Enjoyed this poem and the graphics! I love fishing too, have ponds all around my home.
Peace and blessings,
~Linda
In Spirit,
Bear
Georg
Very sadly, one of the very reasons
My first marriage, it died in a bog;
She took me, for about everything I had,
Except my trusty fishin gear, and my dog!
Good Luck!
Cheers,
Dan