Four little boys with fishing rods,
Bare feet and faded jeans,
Four little boys with a dog beside them,
Know what happiness means.
The dusty road feels good to the feet,
The summer sun beats down,
They come to their favorite fishing stream
Two miles outside of town.
And they sit and fish and eat all day,
Contented and lazy and glad.
And whether they’ve caught any fish or not,
What a wonderful time they’ve had!
Four little boys with fishing rods
And a dog. Oh, let me say,
I never have seen a lovelier sight
All on a summer’s day!
~Dana B. Nelson