Gone Fishin'
Hiking down the little path
That leads to my favorite spot
Where I can sit and fish
Until enough I've caught
I am thinking of My God
As I skip along today
As I look at all the beauty
He has placed out here today
He put some little flowers
More, than just a few
Real close to where I sit
Makes a perfect view
What a blessed child I am
I've my very own fishin' pole
A place to come and fish
This just thrills me so
For I am not many years old
Yet all this wealth I own
To be able to sit and fish
Knowing I'm not alone
I'm sharing it all with Jesus
Or He is sharing it all with
me
Either way it happens
I must thank Him, you see
Betty Hill © 2006
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