Fly In Fishing

making memories

 

Living out dreams is worth the price.

I love fishing with family.

Not ready to die without some realized joys.

Night crawlers, wooden boats, rods, nets

and alluring paraphernalia.

Nothing too practical about it,

except memories

of  fried fish with eggs

or of crying night loons

in white full moonlight

or Cuban cigars,

Canadian beer

and bald eagles

spiced

with love hugs

between father and son.

 

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

Touching as it shared the experiance between father and son good write