Silver River Mouth. Poem by Fay Slimm

Midday sun from bluest sky sets ablaze
In diamond surface river's silver haze.
As tidal beach sucks gently at the edge,
I sit and stare at sparkles from a ledge
Of granite rock, taking in the glory
Today has brought my way. The river Fal
Is mouthing out to sea, streaking valleys
In it's tail of silver bands, dazzling me
With firework display. I look across and see
An idling boat lazing in quiet creek,
Perhaps enjoying some of self-same treats
As I this afternoon. Breeze, now cool, sighs
Restless, and increases. Time to say goodbye.