Painting and Verse by Dr Abe V Rotor
Wherever you go your silence draws a crowd,
The strong or the lame, the shy or the proud;
Each bite, each pull, each step, the children watch;
For how long matters not. It is the catch.
Your rod a magic wand, focus of your fad;
Under a spreading tree you are faceless,
And they don’t know if you are happy or sad;
Whatever, a special guest you are no less.
Lessons you teach, they do not find in school,
No words, nor chalk, and no talking tall;
Patience, patience, who waits is not a fool,
Waiting for his fish whether big or small.
Years from now they too, will take over the trade,
To catch their fish, or set forth free;
Beyond the fishing line, will they be afraid?
Beyond patience, it’s a great story. ~