Fly Fishing on the Freeway

Fly Fishing on the Freeway

A Poem by Angela Mulley

As if in a split second your line unfolds,
with each time a little less quick than the last.
But there is a start at the end of this road, 
it's set on the weight at the end of your cast.

© 2010 Angela Mulley


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Angela Mulley
Angela Mulley

RUNCORN, North West, United Kingdom



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