He used to like to fish
\ndays and nights,
\nall the time.<\/p>\n
To him it was a sport.
\nHe didn\u2019t catch fish to eat.<\/p>\n
He caught all kinds of fish,
\nbass, trout, catfish, perch,
\nsunfish and more.<\/p>\n
Once he even caught a tiny squid.<\/p>\n
Once he could have caught
\na crab; it hung on to the bait
\nand finally dropped off.<\/p>\n
But there came a time in
\nhis twenties when he could
\nno longer fish; he could no
\ncatch, harm, or kill fish
\nfor fun.<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t know why that
\nchange in him occurred,
\nan awakening
\nhe hadn\u2019t expected.<\/p>\n
A blessing for the fish.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He used to like to fish days and nights, all the time. To him it was a sport. He didn\u2019t catch fish to eat. He caught all kinds of fish, bass, trout, catfish, perch, sunfish and more. Once he even caught a tiny squid. Once he could have caught a crab; it hung on to… Continue reading