Wednesday, April 25, 2012

4/25 - It's that time!

It's time, for my Dad's Pogey Poem:


Around the end of the rocks we raced

Back to the beach, warm air in our face

In the distance we saw the birds fly

We scanned the surface, with a keen eye

There they are! First one, then many

Other boats are coming, get the net ready!

There in front of us! So throw it straight

A good cast, yielded a bounty of bait

We turned the boat slowly to the open sea

Happy the pogeys were where we wanted them to be

-Don Sipler

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