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Charles Wiles

Down Some River Gently Flowing

Down some river gently flowing
In a small boat cruising by
Stands my father gently smiling
Underneath an English sky.
And if you listen really closely
You may hear him ask if you
Would like to coil the rope up
As a member of his crew.

And the water lilies blossom
Where the weeping willows sigh
And the swans look up in wonder
As my father passes by.

Through some woodland gently blowing
Along path and over log
Walks my father gently talking
To his ever faithful dog.
And if you listen really closely
You may hear him ask if you
Would like to help him look for
The small ball he overthrew.

And the bluebells bow their faces
Where the thrushes sing up high,
And the sycamore drop seedlings
As my father passes by.

In some garden gently growing
On a lovely summer's day
Lies my father gently resting
While the younger children play.
And if you listen really closely
You may hear him ask if you
Would like to brew some tea up
While the sky above is blue.

And the roses show their colours
Where the blackbirds love to fly,
And the silver birch grows taller
As my father passes by.

In some far place gently knowing
Where the twilight never ends
Sits my father gently watching
Sharing tales with long lost friends.
And if you listen really closely
You may here him call your name,
Near the rivers, woods and gardens,
You may hear him just the same.

And the judges sit in silence
And the captains wonder why
And his friends bow heads in honour
As my father passes by.

Submitted: Saturday, March 30, 2013
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Written for my father when he died. I read this at his funeral.

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  • David Wood (4/21/2013 9:26:00 AM)

    A lovely poem that was a joy to read with good imagery. Boating is a wonderful theme to write about. (Report) Reply

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