Poem -

Fishing

The joys of fishing are endless 
each fish a new hue
Bright colors and dull 
Naming them one by one 
A great pastime with family 
Men and women enjoy together 
A wonder to behold 
Crystal blue lakes 
Beautiful skies 
Whitest of pure clouds 
The fish smile auspiciously 
Filling my soul with a unique happiness 
the birds circle to create a splendid scene
fishing trips are a treat like no other 
Memories made forever
Natures beauty and joy in my heart

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Terry Kay

India, I wholeheartedly agree with you!  I have wonderful memories fishing and still fishing today.  Like your poem.  Terry Kay

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