Poetry Bus

Chris over at Enchanted Oak tempted me with this little photographic morsel this weekend. Here's my first boarding onto the "Poetry Bus."

"Old Boat"

Resting peacefully along the lake shore,

you've done your duty, old boat and oar.

Brought us nigh under sun so bright,

to relax under hoary willow and oak.

Our love is found here, and on into the night,

we eat, talk, stretch out on hard ground

to gaze upon stars through dappled moonlight.

That of course, was many moonlit nights before

we wept together as friends and now we

have faded from that rested lake shore.

Now I'm here alone, resting once again

You both have gone, I know not where or when.