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The fisherman and his boat

Patiently he untangles the net

Standing calmly

Brazing the breeze

On the dancing boat

With an oar on its side

Which is cooled by the

Waters of the river..

 

The sun will set in an hour or so

And he has to finish his catch

Before the dusk

And back to his hut

Where his wife will

Waiting eagerly

To make the dinner

With the fresh catch

 

Another day

Another catch

The river but

Remains the same

Greeting the fishermen

Who roam the river

With their boats

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Written by
tprmenon
Published
Jul 12, 2015
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http://tprmenon.blogspot.in/2015/07/the-fisherman-and-his-boat.html

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#river#waters#fisherman#boat#catch#dinner#roam#oar
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