His mouth is closed for just a while .
He will have no more pain
Or any trouble no more .
Today he will sing with the angels in heaven .
His hunting days are over .
His fishing days are all set up in heaven just right .
Dad would say boys listen
Best while fishing
And its a great time for wishing .
So I will go fishing .
My sadness will vanish in the air
For above my head there is music in the air ,
Because I can hear my dad singing
A happy rhythm song from his soul .
I am sitting quietly listening to him
And I'm wishing for a good day of fishing with him .
By Brock
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