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we cast our line
out and back
out and back
Gramps and I
out and back
sun on water
sun in eyes
Gramps and I
bullfrog croaks
blackbird trills
out and back
buckets to sit on
worms for hooks
out and back
Gramps and I
dragonfly damselfly
skeeters and bees
out and back
little to say
fish’ll hear
he and I
out and back
Gramps comes callin’
we go fishin’
sun always out
water always calm
out and back
Gramps and I
out and back
gone fishin’
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Darrell Petska is a retired university engineering editor and two-time Pushcart Prize nominee. His work appears in Verse-Virtual, 3rd Wednesday Magazine, San Antonio Review, Amethyst Review, and widely elsewhere. Father of five and grandfather of seven, he lives near Madison, Wisconsin with his wife of more than 50 years.
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