Fishing With Dad
FISHING WITH DAD
Oh so long ago when I was just a lad,
I remember fishing with my dad.
Sometimes, though we’d fish all day,
No fish came our way.
Just me and
Dad
That was grand.
Sometimes we would stay,
Even though the skies were grey.
It was worth it for the bond we had.
Oh so long ago when I was just a lad
20th January 2023
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