YOU were a great angler,
I was only a roaming fish.
Once the bait passed across my mouth
Of course you could never really miss.

It was only a single moment yet
I watch the pond and sigh,
Because my mouth can never forget
The day the hook passed by

(written to Diann on the occasion of her catching an 11lb carp at Trow Pool on 8 September 1999
for the original hand written poem in my fishing journal click here)

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