Taking the Kid Out

Like my old man did
Taking the kid out to fish
Hold them when they’re young
Then you blink and they’ve grown up

Doctor called yesterday
Sank so low as he spoke
Better late than never to bond on the boat

Blazing morning sun
Kiddo’s coughing up a lung
Innocent and brave
I wish I could say the same

Shaking fists push him in
Splashes shaking the lake
Then it’s still, and I paddle away