Thingamygig Posted July 30, 2003 Share Posted July 30, 2003 Just another poem i wrote As I lie upon my bed Thoughts of you dance round my head. A plot in my head I'm slowly hatching For when I go fishing it's you I'll be catching. But this catch I won't ever throw back Nor feed it to a hungry cat, But will keep as a treasure in my heart I fear the days when we'll be apart. But what bait to use, I ponder now & when is the best time to fish & how? Will I land this priceless catch? For this will be a hardened match. But when triumphant I rise & look into your deep, kind eyes & say I've waited for this all my life & you'll never feel pain or strife, As I am here, & then I'll never have to go fishing again. Link to comment
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