‘Twas romance on the wild lagoon
With largest catch from far to soon.
Husband shows his wife the place
Where magic lights upon his face.
With largest catch from far to soon
Those fish sure bite before the moon
Raises frogs; makes turtles swoon.
Husband shows his wife the place
Which beckons nightly for his grace
Canoe or kayak, rod in case.
Where magic lights upon his face
And beavers threaten with their “whacks”
How dare you fish in beaver’s place?
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 
May 06, 2013 @ 09:40:55
Very fun, Jeanne. I keep seeing a muskrat though it could be a groundhog.
May 07, 2013 @ 12:08:24
Jeanne
Again, fun and delight.
The photos add to your poem.
May 07, 2013 @ 17:53:04
I am so blessed. It’s a two line comment from Janet! Jeanne Jeanne Poland