This Little River

This little river.

This little boat.

I never could have imagined

this peaceful place

in the shade of Autumn

and her beautiful, falling colours.

Shall I meet you at the rivers edge?

Might we sit a while, watching the ducks

as they gather in hungry groups?

Or will we row on?

Searching the river for nothing

but sweet, silver ripples

to carry us safely

home.