Fishing
A pound, were you go to kick back.
were you ketch those shimmy scaly things,
that swim about the water and that eats anything small enough
that nibbles at your feet trying to find food win you relax in the summer time.
But mostly going to the pound to fish to relax, to think, to have time to yourself.
Main isn't it fun to fish?
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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| Fly On The Wall | 2 | 02/27/2011 |
| My Friend | 1 | 02/25/2011 |
| Friendship Ends | 1 | 02/24/2011 |
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| Fishing | 0 | 02/06/2011 |
| Depression | 2 | 02/06/2011 |
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