Where The River Meets The Sea Poem by Shelley Jones
Where The River Meets The Sea
Where the river meets the sea,
I sail my paper boat.
It twist and turns
Through eddy currents,
I watch it as it floats.
It gets to the sand-filled stream
And slows to contemplate the waves;
How will it meander these
I wonder, it could take days and days.
At first I sat by the riverbank
But now sit on the sand daily,
To watch my little paper boat
On its maiden voyage sailing.
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5/5/2024 11:04:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Let that little paper boat sail into imagination. I enjoy making things whenever I can, there’s something wonderful about your own creation and the love invested in making something those with a child’s glint can appreciate. Id give this a ten if my vote counted