Mary E. Rogers

BUBBLING BROOKS AND RAINBOW TROUT

A bubbling brook and rustling leaves
Branches waving in gentle breeze
Scampering squirrels on fallen trees
A land serene lovely and free

Crystal water from mountain flows
Into the brook far below
Where rainbow and brown trout on currents ride
Or find rocks and roots under which to hide

Pine needles and moss cover the ground
Wildflowers blossom on fertile mounds
Butterflies gliding in warm spring air
Bees are buzzing everywhere

Children with rods and baited hook
Line the banks of the bubbling brook
Silence replaced with shouts of glee
Mommy come quick so you can see

A rainbow trout too hungry to hide
Could not pass up that worm of mine
Look at this monster on the end of my line
Tonight on him we all will dine

Muddy jeans and dripping socks
The price we paid for the monster we caught
Now he’s cooked and we can feast
On the monster that was only an 11 inch fish