Go Boating Poem by Charles WOO

In our young days, we were affectionate towards each other.
We often rowed a boat and sat intimately as lover.
Bridge shadow under the red sun looked as if our rainbow.
Snow surf welled up the golden bank and seemed to say hello.
Our boat approached the hill rippling black and green color.
Gentle breeze caressed us with pleasant sound like whisper.
Chanting poem to describe the scene, we laughed gaily.
When old, we still mention such romantic event daily.

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