the water glides
making way for the kayak
Resisting the flow
fish jump
water splashes
paddles swoop
chirps from birds
anchor unraveling
sinking slowly in the fast current
hooking into rocks
reel of the rod
piercing in the morning air
snap of the line, so much Despair
cast of the line
gracefully gliding through the air
fish nibbling but not grabbing
hooked on
pulling hard
trying to resist the Inevitable
fish flying
flopping in the boat
knocking over bait
eventually jumping out
laughter fills the air
Grandpa chuckling
embarrassed look on my face
deciding to call it a morning
rhythmic paddles
rising through water and air
reaching the shore
laughing off our unforgettable experience
never to be Forgotten
