PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I sit by the shore watching my rod and line

Contemplating life while I look for a sign

Of things that should be done for my fellow man

Things to be done now, for life's such a short span



I have all my gear and my hook's fresh with bait

These things I must do, I'm sure they can't wait

For we are the ones that control the direction

Of our species so varied and far from perfection



I get myself a nibble, my line makes a jerk

I search and I wonder of what should be life's work

Be good and be kind and be helpful to all

If you falter move on, for we all sometimes fall



I work with my rod, and reel in my line

An epiphany I have and I begin to feel fine

My fish is small, and when I bring it to land

It's then that I know what it is that god planned