Glorious day to sit and fish!
Too bad I didn't get a bite.
To be outside's my fondest wish!
'Til bolts of lightning come in sight.

My favorite spot has lots of fish.
They gobbled worms, but not the hook.
I thought I'd catch a tasty dish,
But I caught nothing I could cook.

I love to sit and contemplate,
But then storm clouds came passing through.
A day outside intoxicates,
Until the sky turns black from blue.