Caitlyn Jackson

The warm breeze hugged my skin

The setting sun peeked over the clouds

and the sky was the color of fire

My bobber got a tug

and the ripples grew with each passing second

like coffee spilling on a table

The grass under my legs tickled

as I closed my eyes and listened

to the sounds of crickets and birds

SPLASH!

My eyes shot open

I reeled in a fish

like a game of tug-of-war

I smiled from ear to ear

as I held up my win