Fishing

I really enjoyed my time this morning at a Daddy-daughter fishing outing. Thanks, Girl Scouts.

It’s a sunny bright morning, climbing hotter into higher degrees,

You can feel the light warming up the water in the Saturday breeze,

I’m taking in the sunshine while my daughter’s looking down at her line:

And no, the fish are not biting but who cares when the weather’s just fine.

I say Alhamdulilah for the grassy meadow kissing blue sky,

For shady willow, red robin, don’t forget the yellow butterfly,

I say Alhamdulillah for hearts that love and that to love incline,

And for the fish that aren’t biting, but who cares when the weather’s just fine.

I know the fish are not biting but who cares when the weather’s just fine.