It was still dark as my brother wished to be out at 4 am
I’ve been awaken as he pulled my feet over & over again
Oh! Little brother open up your eyes and prepare the oar
Today is the great time for fishing we could have more than before
I blinked and scratched my eyes, whew! What a beautiful morning
As the sun was about to rise
Yet I couldn’t stop shivering as I went out, it was cold, I couldn’t
Wait for the rays of light
Woohoo! Youngest brother today and every day is a blessing
My brother sighed
God gave us the resources by all means we could ever to
Survive
Call these oars, paddle of life
As we go on fishing, see! You could appreciate every
Little thing in your life
The sun, the moon, the mountains, the air, the clouds
In the sky
Everything is a gift, everything on earth that we have
As we kept on rowing using the paddle of life
I claimed that my eldest brother’s beliefs were right
Fishing for me couldn’t be the easiest
Yet witnessing the gifts of God at the early
Morning seemed to be the loveliest
Let us go back here again brother I sighed
Let us witness again the miracles of God in our life
I realized it’s not how many fishes we could get
But the lessons behind these paddles of life
We will never regret
My Pen and Soul 