Bare Handed Catch


         Bare Handed Catch

Water Splashing in my face,

Bouncing on the waves,

Going light speed behind a motor boat

Soaring like the eagle

Swish, Swish, splash, going side to side

I put my hand in the water

It is cold and brisk

Standing up, I feel like a king

I look back down, I see colorful fish

I try to catch one, I fall out of my tube

The water is bitter, I am frozen

But I catch my fish


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