The Boat 21 Friday Nov 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 2 Comments The boat was moored Loosely in the shallows The lanyard just Long enough To give it free movement And the birds Flying past Stopped by To rest And use it as a perch Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Only a beautiful mind witnesses the beauty of simple things.
What a lovely thing to say. Thank you.