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Fishing
Teaching me how to put on the hook and bait,
He would cast it for me and then we'd wait
With three other kids he would go and help them too,
We would sit and watch for what bobbers do
Up and down the bobber would go,
We'd be so excited and let everyone know
Telling them we had a fish at the end of the line,
Reeling it in would take some time
Dad would want to help, but I'd say no,
This was a chance for all he had taught to show
Finally after what seemed like such a long while,
The fish hits land and I break into a smile
Mom says, "Hold up your fish!", and a picture she snaps,
This memory forever saved in a shutter and flash.
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