The golden fish

Today, I go out fishing again;
I can’t say of it what will come out;
The best is what I expect;
Though yesterday,
Nothing I got;
Far from met were
My expectations;
Yet, discouraged, I wasn’t;
And high remained my spirits;
Thus, if nothing
I get in my net today;
That will not worry me;
The world will not come
To an end;
Tomorrow will be another day.
I shall keep on fishing;
Till in my net
The golden fish
I’ll find.

4 thoughts on “The golden fish

    • Thank you very much. A hunter must ensure his spear is sharp if he wants to come back with a good catch. Words are the spear of a writer. If you say my spear is sharp, I can only be very happy. Many, many thanks.

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