Dana Koons

Together On A River

For just a moment the river held our hands,
Drew our lonely spirits close together,
The solace of the water clear and cold,
Two apart, again became as one.

Adrift we heard a peaceful, wordless song,
And too, the priceless gift of childish laughter,
Fighting vibrant bass danced on rod and reel,
Tugging at the turmoil in our hearts.

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