"A penny for your thoughts"
5 AM on a Sunday morning,
fish swim anxiously with hunger,
but no man had dared to go fishing,
until you.
With all my might I held my sweet fish close,
even with the heavy weight
of all my words left unsaid,
you still managed to catch my thoughts
then you threw them back.
Yellow tape surrounds my waters
Caution, do not enter,
You were the only person
and the last,
to ever set foot on my shore.
-J.Lajoie
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