Reelin In The Summer

by

Norma Jean Duncan

From a little wooden bridge, she dangles her feet,
She smiles and waves to the people in the street.
During summer vacation, she spends her time,
Trying to catch a big fish on the line.

With the freedom, only a child might enjoy,
She relaxes with a reel instead of a toy.
She cast it out and pulls it back in,
Is she has caught one, her face wears a grin.

For passers by who will take the time to look,
She'll tell a few yarns right there on the spot.
She said that I should have seen today,
The great big fish that got away.

She would have caught it, she had a hunch,
Except a bigger fish ate it for lunch.
If you pass byher, please be sure to look,
She might just catch something on that hook.

Norma J. Duncan

NEXT?
Why don't you look at death
by: Angela Bean
from: Stuarts Draft, VA, US

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