The old man
Posted on October 29, 2019
by KJ Eastwick
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Stooped and still
Fishing the lake
The old man never moves
Day in
Day out
Rain, storms or shine
The old man never moves
One day – perhaps
He’ll succumb to the stoop
And drop into the waters beside
But I hope the old man
Has many years yet
Of fishing and stillness to go
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