Canoe Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Canoe

Thin layer of snow carpeted
He sat there; too small,
Faced tree
Large birch one
Naked she, had lost leaves
They slept under the white thin sheet.

"You and I…"
Said the boy, whispering:
"…will see world, cross seas…"
And dreamt of the waves touch and kiss
The sides of his canoe.

"You will be my dear in winters…"
Extended and rounded both his hands:
"…I soften your roughness with liver…"
Then smiled, innocent, soft, sweet:
"…keep you warm…sparkle some water."

Came breeze, he heard wheeze
Branches and dead leaves
And a bird that passed by
Symphony, melody
Heaven's song
He smiled:
"You agreed? "

Went running till reached home.

In tepee
He dreamed
Of summers, springs
And water streams
To the lakes and the seas
Sunrises and sunsets
And the whales
And dolphins

"Hey sonny…"
Called mother in morning:
"It is late! "