Corks in the water and I am watching it float
Relaxed and lazily sitting here in the boat
My lines in the water and the hook it is baited
All week long, this is the day for which I have waited
The weather is great, the water as smooth as glass
On this great day, the fishing is first class
I think of my Grandfather’s stories of times past
As I reel in my line to change the bait and make another cast
The times of the Great War and the friends that he had lost
Many Men’s lives is what that War had cost
World War II is the war that I am referring to
The big War remembered most by me and by you
Then I think of my Dad and his stories of his times he had
He was in the Military during Vietnam and times were bad
He volunteered to go but North Dakota is where he was sent
A place called Grand Forks is where he went
He was upset and wished to go fight while there all of the days
But we all know, the Lord works in mysterious ways
My cork is moving, I reel my slack in with ease
The weather is great and now there is a slight breeze
My mind wonders to the time that my Brothers and I served as well
The first time our Country fought Iraq, the place we all call hell
We were ready to go and for our Country is for who we would fight
Our ready bags were packed and ready to go whether it be day or night
That War was finally over and none of us were sent
But if called, without hesitation, we all would have went
Here alone in my boat, I bow my head and I begin to pray
Thank you Lord for the Soldiers who fought for my freedom to go fishing on this Memorial Day