Monday, January 24, 2005

My Dad

Going fishing
Bait and tackle

Pickup loaded
Wood to crackle

Camping ready
Tent a packing

3 years old now
Loves her daddy

Pole line baited
Clothing ratty

They sit fishing
Quiet, sshhhh now

Always chatting
Man walks by, wow

She looks over
Says "how ya doin?"

"Not to bad"
The man replies

Fish abiting?
He asks, waiting

She says no
Calmly stating

Eyes a'twinkling
She replies then

I'm not sad though
You know why?

I'm spending time here
That's not bad

Tellya why....
THAT'S my Dad!