Wednesday, June 1, 2011

River Ride

River Ride
© 2011 Rolland G. Smith

To float, to glide, astride, and slide
Upon the rivers surface side
With friends and talk and laughter too;
These times are true, but all too few.

The river calls from fathom’s place
O’er depths and flow we must retrace
Returning to the put in point
Where nature’s crown will thus anoint
The souls who push ‘gainst currents flow,
And fight the wind in heading blow.

When last we dock and Kayak’s out
I know the joy without a doubt
To float, to glide, astride, and slide
Where friends and nature coincide.

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