The lone fisherman waits
Letting loose a little more string
Knowing that once he baits
The cold morning will be worth everything
The salmon, he swims
Following engrained nature’s call
He’s here with his pack
And joined by a stranger, young and tall
The man stares up at the mountain
In gratitude, he ponders
The bounty before him
And the girl who’s with him
Wherever he wanders
Caught! A feeling of surprise
For both the man and fish
Who lead very different lives
One life ended
Another’s day just begun
It just happens to be the way
Their stories were spun