When he was young youd not find him doing well in school, His mind would turn unto the waters. Always the focus of adolescent ridicule, He has no time for farmers daughters. Alienated from the clique society, A lonely boy finds peace in fishing. His mother says John this is not the way lifes supposed to be. Dont you see the life that you are missing? And he says... When I grow up I want to be, One of the harvesters of the sea. I think before my days are done, I want to be a fisherman.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 03:19:26 +0000
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