Floating down the river

May 31, 2011

As we float down the river
I hear the birds call.
The sound of rushing water
I hope we don’t fall.

I look over to my right
And I see a blue heron
What a beautiful sight
In this land that is dry and baron.

I look over to my left
And I spot a sly raccoon
He’s eating our food, what a theft!
I hope he leaves soon.

Sometimes I must stop and ponder
Of how this beauty came to be.
This land is a great wonder
It is almost like a dream.

The author's comments:
I wrote this while river rafting.

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