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Liked this a lot.The harder we fish, the less we catch,eh?.....scribbler

This is a case where one of your one-word titles foretells in substance. How nice to reach a point in life where there is comfort in just being, in accepting and treasuring love and compliments aplenty, in not needing to fish for anything ... rather just having. I like your particular order of fish and the way they obediently move into a lineup---and as a lead-in to the sunburn experience. BTW, you also, in your maturity and gentle humility, have earned the rights to a little bragging now and again. There is something about this poem which leaves me with a sweet and warm feeling, like a cushion to not fear aging. Thank you for that. Among the haves and have-nots, I'm glad you are having---and enjoying it so well. But I venture to say you also do a lot of giving!