every evening
at the end of the light
he is waiting
even in winter
or he is not
he's just pretending
and when it is
almost the evening
he shivers
and slowly goes home the fisherman
every evening
at the end of the light
he is waiting
even in winter
or he is not
he's just pretending
and when it is
almost the evening
he shivers
and slowly goes home
An excellent photograph with an intriguing poem
Beautiful! inclu the title. 🙂
Thank you Harrienjiland, I am glad you like it🙂