I have no wish to rail at fate, And vow that I'm unfairly treated; I do not give vent to my hate Because at times I am defeated. Life has its ups and downs, I know, But tell me why should people say Whenever after fish I go: "You should have been here yesterday"? It is my luck always to strike A day when there is nothing doing, When neither perch, nor bass, nor pike My baited hooks will come a-wooing. Must I a day late always be? When not a nibble comes my way Must someone always say to me: "We caught a bunch here yesterday"? I am not prone to discontent, Nor over-zealous now to climb; If victory is not yet meant For me I'll calmly bide my time. But I should like just once to go Out fishing on some lake or bay And not have someone mutter: "Oh, You should have been here yesterday." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER APPLE PICKING by ROBERT FROST THE VOICE OF SPRING by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE WRECK OF THE DEUTSCHLAND by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 38 by EDWARD TAYLOR RETURNED FROM THE WAR by HENRY ABBEY OLD LADY NECESSITY by BERTON BRALEY IRON HEEL by ANNE MILLAY BREMER THE SALLE MONTESQUIEU; A PARISIAN REMINISCENCE by WILLIAM ALLEN BUTLER |