Saturday, January 12, 2019

comfortable silence

comfortable silence


when my father and i
fished roy hazard’s pond
in the early evenings
of early summer

we would sit  
beside each other
silently casting our lines
into the reflection
of the sunset
on the water

even in the car
on the way home
we let the sunset
do our talking

i knew everything i needed to know  
in that comfortable silence

when my father and i
fished roy hazard’s pond
in the early evenings
of early summer


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