I personally do not fish for nesting bass. It reminds me of a poem I wrote many years ago.

Butterflies

The morning's dew
Was too heavy for flight
Folded wings were forescent
To dawn's early light
So fast, so brave they fly
Rules of flight they defy
So delicate, so fragile they die
Why then did I take her
From a long weed-bend
On my finger tips her golden felt
To vow never sin again