Here is a poem for my fellow fishermen

THE BAIT.
by John Donne

COME live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines and silver hooks.

There will the river whisp'ring run
Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun ;
And there th' enamour'd fish will stay,
Begging themselves they may betray.

When thou wilt swim in that live bath,
Each fish, which every channel hath,
Will amorously to thee swim,
Gladder to catch thee, than thou him.

If thou, to be so seen, be'st loth,
By sun or moon, thou dark'nest both,
And if myself have leave to see,
I need not their light, having thee.

Let others freeze with angling reeds,
And cut their legs with shells and weeds,
Or treacherously poor fish beset,
With strangling snare, or windowy net.

Let coarse bold hands from slimy nest
The bedded fish in banks out-wrest ;
Or curious traitors, sleeve-silk flies,
Bewitch poor fishes' wand'ring eyes.

For thee, thou need'st no such deceit,
For thou thyself art thine own bait :
That fish, that is not catch'd thereby,
Alas ! is wiser far than I.

Friends Aren't Forever

Where would I be without my friends? They keep me honest, give advice, and urge me on to better things. That’s what true friends do.
Growing up at NCA has taught me many things. One thing I have gleaned from our little school is the importance of good relationships. Luckily I have never had to look far for good friends. They were virtually chosen for me. When you are surrounded by the same handful of people everyday for six or more years, you can’t help but form friendships.
When I look around, I don’t see friendships like ours in the adults that surround me. Do friends disappear at a certain age? It seems like all my superiors are with out the buddies that I have. Did they substitute them for a wife, family, and job? It certainly seems that way. It frightens me that the people I am so close to now will probably be gone some day. The chances are that we will grow apart and go our separate ways. Everyday I think about my friends. Everyday I think about their feelings and our relationships. It just seems daunting that one day we might have priorities that are above each other. So take a minute and think about good friends you have and good friends you have lost.