Breakfast before dawn

Fishing rod in hand

Sun peeks over hills

Crows caw over land

Walk to floating dock

Father trails behind

Dock rocks under feet

Leave behind life grind

Untie boat from dock

Putter down still lake

Til we find good spot

Cast lines, hissing snake

Osprey calls from high

Dog barks near shoreline

Drinking deer jerks head

Leaps behind tall pine

Talk between us light

Bond with every cast

Hoping weather holds

Time together lasts

Feet away from boat

Swims a monster gar

Quietly we watch

One of lake's big stars

Family of ducks

Waddle down dirt shore

Slip into still lake

Soft quacks duck rapport

If no fish are caught

We will not be blue

Time together grand

For old fishing crew