Canal Of Brussels Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Canal of Brussels - its day to day career
Chasing waves of windblown rattling gear
Outstanding reflection throughout the year
Motions of endless streams going from here to there

Colors of days inside every fare
Flooding on water in picturing blear
Every wave is playing so mild and near
Thru mounts of time streaming in channel stair

Rushing like heart beats thru alongside roads
Giving and taking each contentment free
Full of its moments in its busy loads
Times in steps are coming on to be
Battled scattered street time and volunteers on go
All its recruits like water shining glow