How bright, how beautiful you are
You honor me by accepting my fly
We dance, we play, within the river we reside
The ties that bind us, be a thin leader and line
I only pray I can bring you to hand,
That for a brief moment, I can call you mine
Your elegance, your grace, as you twirl within my grasp
One can only hope, this meeting we not be our last
But now my friend, our lives must part
My hand and admiration on you must cease
For the flowing trickle of the rivers grace
Is the life and serenity you seek
Dart, dive, my friend
Return to the emerald waters of your peace...
Adventures, inspirations, thoughts and emotions from a modern day fly angler with a love for nature, wildlife, trout and antuique fly fishing equipment. Fly fishing Maryland's scenic gunpowder river for wild brown trout practicing catch and release ethics.
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Nose Nymph
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