River Solitude, A Poem.

RIVER SOLITUDE

Come with me now, just for a walk,

By the river, where is no clock.

On rocky shore, walking so slow,

Beauty unfolds, more than we know.

Here we can sit, looking about,

True solitude, without a doubt.

Listen up there, to birds that sing,

Ducks swimming past, that now take wing.

Warm sunlit days, are here at last,

Now to enjoy, soon to be past.

Under the shade, of this tall pine,

Gentle the breeze, which feels so fine.

Walking along, this river shore,

Such solitude, that beckons more.

©2023 Steve McLeod.