Cloudy skies are welcome here,
Makes the heat wave less severe.
Look at this, it could be lunch,
If that guy can catch a bunch.
“How’s the fishing been today?”
Guy just stares with nought to say.
Looks like nothing in his creel.
Does he know the pain I feel?
“What? You had one, let it go?
I was wanting lunch, you know!”
Right! That’s it. I’m outta here,
Try to find another near.
I’ll find Joe, he’s down the shore,
How I hope he’s catching more.
Fisherman goes back to work,
Hoping soon his line will jerk.
PS I forgot to say these photos were taken by a friend on his cell phone.