A Man, a Canoe, and a Dream
Upon the placid pond
With nature, a strengthening bond
Of these moments, he is so fond
A man, a canoe, and a dream
Some tackle, a reel, and a pole
Equipped with a motor to troll
Searching the old fishing hole
A man, a canoe, and a dream
He waits for the largemouth to strike
A Pickrel, , perch, or a pike
He's yet to find one he dislikes
A man, a canoe, and a dream
Each moment his confidence grows
And deep in his heart, he knows
He could fish along side of the pros
A man, a canoe, and a dream
Copyright © Joe Inka | Year Posted 2006
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