Fishing Buddy

Sitting on the dock,
Lines in the water.
Friendships are deepened,
No words are needed here.

Standing on the bank,
Conversing while angling.
Casting and reeling,
Metaphors for living.

Fisherman on the water,
Fisher of men in the world.
Casting out the bread of life,
Bringing in hungry souls.

Walking in heaven,
Fishing with the saints–
Peter, Andrew, James, and John.
God loves a fisherman.

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2 thoughts on “Fishing Buddy

  1. Thanks sis! This poem has been in my head for several months, since I lost my fishing buddy to heaven. I think it illustrates his personality and life purpose pretty well.

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