The River

May 9, 2009
By Anonymous

Little rocks under my shoes
Water pours around my feet
I see small fish cruise
They circle around in a flurry of colors
A baby bear strays for her mother
She tumbles up to the river
She swipes her paw at one fish then another
She falls into the river with a big splash
I smile at the baby black bear
I step out of the river and go home
I will remember to go back there
I throw down off my shoes and sit down for dinner


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