This is where I want to be,
where everybody smiles at me.
This stretch of water that winds away,
from west to east and I will say,
If you like fishing this is the place,
to cast your line and slow your pace.
To take in the valley sun,
catching blue -gills by the ton
There's rio-grande perch and bass all around,
sunfish and bluegills and I've even found,
carp and garr all sorts of stuff,
even a big old copperhead in the rough.
I know I am dreaming, but soon I won't be,
and my little stream will be reality,
in McAllen, Texas, it waits patiently,
for me to return, fishing's for me.
4/26/10 29 palms ca.
Just a good old down home write-I hope you haul them in-I enjoyed this.Did you make it?
Is'nt it great to know: you have a place, a wonderful place! Very good write here.
A very good write, Juan and I know that your dream will come true just as I dream of home. Very, Very good. Lynn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb Poem......Nicely written.