' Take me fishin Paw, ' was a young boys cry!
I have the worms I caught outside.
I crawled in the dark all night long,
In our yard, on the fresh mowed lawn.
I borrowed your flashlight, so that I might see,
The fattest of Night Crawlers, looking back at me.
Slippery fellas, but I caught them all!
' Now let's go fishin, can we Paw? '
I have my pole and special hooks for worms,
And I'm not afraid if the wiggle and squirm.
Get the boat and the gear we need,
Mom made Lemonade, it's freshly squeezed!
Take me fishin Paw, would you please?
I'm big enough now, I'm up too your knees!
I'll scale and gut the fish by myself,
And clean up good,
Put stuff back on the shelf!
' My son it's not that time of year,
I'm headed off to get that deer.'
But one day soon, I promise son,
We'll go fishin from dawn, till setting sun.
Linda Winchell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/take-me-fishing/
