Through The Swamp

Moss squelches under your feet
As you follow the bank to the frog’s croak
The smell of swampy air fills the early morning sky
A thick swarm of fog fades
As the morning arrives
Beneath the surface,
Fish awaken for a morning snack
Swimming swiftly through the water
The fishes' glass-like shine
Glows through the water
Your rod ready
Clueless, the fish swim and dream
Let the game begin