Life Along The Way Poem by A. P. Hancock

Let's take ourselves a bayou ride, the one at Cypress Key
We'll cruise through gold green everglades, just you, old Beau, and me

We'll watch the herons fly in low, and land on beds of moss
Perhaps we'll see some duckling chicks, as they follow mom across

I bet we'll spy some beavers too, all busy at their task
And on the shore a ringtailed boy, the one who wears the mask

But then our boat will stop and still, and that's when we will see
The king of all the bayou realm, the gator wild and free

We'll head on back, and as we do, the sun will paint the sky
With colors that we've never seen, with hues one cannot buy

And as the stars begin to shine, we'll end our bayou day
Thankful for the memories fresh, and life along the way