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"Look, your line,
lift, yes, its there."
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He's just nearly eight, and
his waders
barely fit, but under canopies of green
with bluebird skies barely visible, his
eyes are wide, gazing intently looking
for just the sign.
Now boy, lift the rod now. Ah,
that's
ok there will be another time.
Try it again, you can do it.
Put it upstream a bit.
Keep your eye on the end of the line
if it moves you know what to do.
Look, your line, lift, yes, its there.
Bring it in, reel, pull the line…
Let him run, reel some more.
Here, let me help.
Your first, it's a beauty.
Can I keep him? No, we have to let him go.
Why?
So another boy can have a chance.
Thanks Pop.
No, thank you.
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 About
the Poet:
Dan Sears lives in the Ozark Mountains of
Northwest Arkansas where the region is rich in pristine streams full of
trophy small mouth bass and tailwaters full of large trout. He is
a passionate fly fisherman who collects and fishes vintage fiberglass
rods and reels. Dan lives with his wife of nearly 34 years and
they have three children and 5 grandchildren who all enjoy the outdoors
and "Pop" taking them fishing. Dan is only a few years from
retirement in his position as a Court Services Administrator primarily
working with children and their families in the Juvenile Court system.
Prior to a career with the courts he spent several years as a radio
newsman with his most infamous claim as the first person to announce the
death of Elvis Presley. When not working, taking care of
grandchildren or fishing you might find him at the fly tying bench or
writing poetry about his outdoor and fishing experiences.
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