John Squires Poet Rhyme

Fisherman

Master, fisher gone
Far out upon the sea
When will he be home again?
To spend some time with me
Spending all his time away
Hunting for good fish
Will he soon come home again
Ah…that is my wish
Bring him back home safely 
O’er the stormy waves and rain
Safely to his family
Bring him home again

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Casarah Nance January 31, 2015 at 5:51 PM Nicely said, fishing can be dangerous business. John Squires January 31, 2015 at 6:02 PM Yes, my dad was a commercial fisherman and once I spent 3 months at sea on a tuna fishing trip....very dangerous for sure. Thanks for your comment.