|February 22nd, 1998|
Oh, what a Day
by David P. Salamone
Sleepless in our beds,
Visions of trout swim through our heads.
So are we childlike and ageless.
Anticipating our trip come tomorrow,
There is no sleep for we fisherman,
No time left to plan.
For all has been readied,
All is at hand.
Now nearly midnight,
Clock ticking away,
A constant reminder that night soon turns to day.
Have we tied enough flies of the right size and pattern?
Is truck loaded and ready for where we do ride?
License at hand and polarized glasses?
Rod, reel, waders, vest, and wading shoes?
What extra clothing for that unplanned swim did we choose?
What of tippets, leaders, clippers and net?
Retrievers, keepers and thirty year-old hat?
Extra rod, spools and line?
Hand warmers and coffee mug?
Have we enough food for the day?
There is something not thought of.
What can that possibly be?
Oh, forget it.
Who can remember it?
Gosh, it's now almost three.~David P. Salamone
River Bed by Dave Motes
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