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You Know those Days - Oct. 16, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Oct 16, 2024
  • 1 min read

when every lure is working

the bait irresistibly fresh

fish so eager to be caught

they leap onto the hook

and into the boat

 

on those mornings

to be on the lake of your mind

or mine there is anticipation

something wonderful

awaits in the creel

 

for you it could be

getting married  your first born

last day of work before retiring

a long-planned vacation just begun

 

for me they’re usually poems

each one a keeper

 
 
 

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