We would like to wish you and your family a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. As is tradition, for our third year in a row please enjoy the Last Cast...
The Last Cast
Written by: Dad
Each pressing feeling of fall, the colors now reminiscent
of pursuing winters, nurtures my growing suspicions.
The sharp reminder of fewer catches brought by cooling waters,
and colder winds with natures submissions.
Once, one spring’s anticipation now looms as frosty fears.
Shall my feathered tackle now be found of
thirst and coated dust and distant years?
Will it flow? Shall the fish swim and eagles soar without me?
Could this be, must it be, as it shall be, one day past?
Oh that final flip, jerk n spin.
Will I ever know…or just remember,