Mending the nets

They rise before the dawn each day 
To mend the nets and pack the bait 
They watch their husbands sail away 
And pray they won't be home too late 

They know the dangers of the sea 
The storms, the rocks, the hungry gulls 
They know how hard their lives can be 
But they don't complain, they don't bawl
 
They work as hard as any man 
They trade and process all the fish 
They feed their families as they can 
They do their duties as they wish 

They also have a voice and say 
In how their fisheries are run 
They fight for rights and fairer pay 
They stand together as one
 
They are the backbone of their towns 
The unsung heroes of the coast 
They wear no jewels, they wear no crowns 
But they deserve our praise and toast 

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