Boat. Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Boat.
Down golden rivers we would float.
Just Dad and I in a boat. He'd laugh,
joke, show off and play. Say, how for
ever out here, we could stay. We could
be just like, in River rat..Take a raft,
down the river to where ever our hearts,
may..Then feeling a little cocky, feeling a
little brave. He gunned the boat, and there
on the stump, most the night we stayed..Till
someone came and towed us away. And that's
how our adventure ended that day...
Thank You! ! ! Robert, You Are Very Kind! ! ! ! ! This Poem Was A Lot Of Fun To Write! ! ! ! ! And Such Ever So Precious Memories! ! ! ! ! You Are An Incredibly Marvelous And Wonderful Poet! ! ! ! ! I've Always Appreciate Your Comments/Replies! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings Many Smiles! ! ! ! !
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5/8/2024 8:05:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fantastic poem...Just you and Dad......I liked it.....10++