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Spider Webs in the Misty Morn I greet the dawn through dreary eyes and a cup of hot tea My senses awaken upon inhaling the crisp morning air My skin arouses with chills, joints ache without pills All will be forgotten with the first cast of feather and hair Fog lies upon the silent still water It rises in many a more turbulent place The birds chime in, it brings a grin to my early morn stiff bearded face The sun beams through a foggy thick haze Just a glow without any distinct edge Moisture drops from leafy tree tops and dimples below the bank side ledge The morning mist reveals exquisite webs upon the grass and along the iron railed bridge I take it all in, again I grin as a bird of prey encircles a distant ridge Somewhere in town the world goes round The hustle and bustle the norm But look for me here, in serenity and fishing gear Such a peaceable morn ____~doubletaper
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it's not luck if success is consistent A Fly Rod,a Trout Stream and a Ricola at http://streamsidetales.blogspot.com/
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