Eric At Fourteen

By Papa (Dean Beaty) 8/11

Twas the night before fishing and through the motel,

Not a child was stirring and that was quite well.

Eric had heard that it was great fun,

“But it would be better if I could use a gun.”

“Don’t take those bullets” and dad’s voice was firm.

“What we really need is a long slimy worm.”

Fishing was new so Eric read up in a book.

“What’s this about, this worm on a hook?”

Later they arrived and a got into a boat.

“This thing is leaking, I don’t think it will float.”

Soon they were in the middle of the river.

“If I can’t take a gun how ‘bout” a bow and quiver.”

“Put the worm on the hook and drop it in the water.”

“And when the line jerks, that’s when you’ve got-her.”

“If it is large it will make quite a hall.”

“Then with the fish you can stand proud and tall.”

In the picture dad took, the message was clear;

Instead of a fish he’d rather have a deer.

“Wow! Catching a fish with a rod and a reel.”

“But a deer in the woods, now that’s a big deal.”

I now understand why his face shows no peace,

He just now found out it is catch-and-release.

“I want to make this emphatically clear.”

“You don’t do that when hunting a deer.”

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