Early morning,,
The dew still fat
And heavy
On the leaf,
And the boats moored,
For a quick getaway,
A river escape.
Is your courage strong?
Constant?
Are you ready to leave,
With me?
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
Posted poetry
inEarly morning,,
The dew still fat
And heavy
On the leaf,
And the boats moored,
For a quick getaway,
A river escape.
Is your courage strong?
Constant?
Are you ready to leave,
With me?
But I have only arrived and the rivers nearby are almost dry. But if you can wait a few weeks they will run wild again and we can be Tom Sayer and Huck Finn once again.
I shall look forward to some cracking adventures with you William!