The Fisherman

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2010-2012 Poems

Woke up before the dawn
And thought about the sea
“I can’t fail now.”
He glanced at the sleeping wife
And 2-month old baby…

He took the net, the lamp
And his old fisherman’s hat
That his deceased grandfather
Passed on to him
When he was a 14-year old boy.

Life is never easy.
But the sea sets him free.
With the the flex of his muscles
The mighty net flew by.
He is the king of this world.

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(c)jerlin 14Nov12; Samila Beach, Thailand

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