Lonely fishermen

As I wake up each day, I hook the bait and smell

the fresh air.

I walk out to the edge of the pier, and take a

deep breath.

Every day is a new day, and I hope that I’m going

to catch the one.

As I cast the line, my heart drops into the ocean

and sinks to the bottom.

My heart waits patiently, for how long we’ll see.

Hours pass, and millions of fish too…

But none takes the bait just leaving me there…

As I look around me no one cares...

No matter how good of a catch I maybe...

Not even a nibble, they didn’t even dare...

Every day is a new day’s…

I reel it up, and I walk home alone.

Very Nice Write.


Keep fishin!

Eventually something has to bite.

welcome here
remember that the best part of fishing
is the companionship
friends are a sure thing
wHo KnOwS WhAt lurks
below the surface

thanks hahah

Stay hopeful baby; Love is not just for the few. D4tc has a good suggestion