Old River Trail Poem by Julie Rodeheaver

You walk along a long path
Through trees that you feel
Are enveloping you
You look around at the scenery
As you walk the old river trail

You see little pieces of the past
As you walk by an old cracker village
Which is now a ghost town
Until a fesitval comes through
As you walk the old river trail

You see where horses have taken the path
Because you have to avoid walking into their mess
As you walk the old river trail

You approach the river
Of icy, clear water
And just stare in awe
Even though you only see algae on the bottom
As you walk the old river trail

There are benches near the water
You sit and take it all in
You hear the nature around you
As you sit on a bench on the old river trail