At sea and at bay, we sit and we stay

We pull out our line and hook the bait, we open the cooler and we sit and we wait

A simple pull on the line would make us aware that the fish are biting instead of just browsing what’s there

A slight little jiggle in the line makes us jump, we reel it in hoping it’s not a stump

Another hopeful moment but not what we thought, so we cast the line askew and try to find something to brag about being caught

The day grows darker and we must pull in, after all fishing is patience and we don’t always win

We will come back to the same place next week hoping to catch something worthwhile, that we are willing to keep

Goodnight Fish