Morning sunlight dances a cascading wonder across the surface

Determined vigor propels the craft toward, sweat beading like morning dew.

Weapon of choice stowed aft with bag of tricks, set to slay.

Hours pass, sunlight shining down is making pale skin turn brown.

Crank bait cast, turn the reel, bait wavering in water waiting for feel

Fish bites down, hook sinks in… 

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