Fishing with Dad

Written by: William Hughes

I remember hoping the fence with a pole in my hand Us verse the fishes, my first stand The water pushed by the wind Smile on my face, laughing and joking I remember putting the rod together Looking at the sky and saying thanks for the good weather Relaxing with my dad by my side Voicing "I'm coming fishes, you can't hide" For a long time my bait was stolen The fish would bite but the hook wasn't holding I asked him why i wasn't catching He said "Little man, you need patience in fishing" At last a fish was caught Big smile on my face i felt like a man Then he said put it back in That stupid fish wasn't finish growing