we'd spend hours
lines danglin' from ol' cane poles
not gettin' a bite
shoulders sun kissed and red
bobbers justa bobbin'
no worldly care to give
talking about nothin'
and everything at once
swattin' bugs
chewin' twigs
watchin' birds dip
then divin' in
to feel that salty sting
sometimes we'd fill a stringer
with granny justa grinnin'
she'd fry'em in
her cast iron skillet
hangin'
now in my kitchen