A Fishing Day
We went to the little lake
For catfish we had stocked
And made it for a day
Our favorite fishing spot
Our corks bobbed and went
Floating on the water
We ate snacks with dirty hands
With no concern or bother
A summer squall built itself
And we went on alert
Concerned about the lightning
And the thunder that we heard
Rain began to fall
And we gathered our things up
Taking refuge ‘til it stopped
With a rainbow there above
We survived the storm that day
And we faced the gusting wind
And we were very thankful
To fish that day again