Catch and Release

by

J. M. Hallett

Many an evening after work, he took
the path beside the old fence near his
home that led down the boulder-strewn
hill to his favorite trout pools.

Beside the turquoise waters, beneath
the pine, birch and willow trees, he
could relax and let the many layers of
his stress-filled day fall away.

Most of those evenings he would catch
and release, but on many occasions his
family did sup on freshly caught trout.

They weren’t particularly fond of them,
but they didn’t complain, for he would
be in a good mood those nights after
he fished.

His little children, on their way home
from school or play, would pray, "Dear
Lord, please let this be one of daddy’s
fishing days."

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