I’m writing to you
from a boat to the past
floating slowly
along this scenic route
back to the days gone by.
I’m thinking of you
my long-lost friend
hoping to find you
downstream memory lane
all over again.
*
p.s. Meet me at the bridge next to the last floodgate.
Oh I would be there in a flash!
Thanks Jackie! Sometimes we have friends we’ve lost touch with and can’t find them anymore…I certainly have a few.
I have one that I have been trying to find for the last couple of years. I wish I could find her again.
Oh yes, we all have had that friend or two we’ve lost touch with. I do think of often…This was lovely Tiny! As usual, your words speak to me.
Thanks Koko! Sometimes we get lucky and find these friends again, sometimes not…
What a serene trip; time to dwell on those long lost friends?
It’s a nostalgic trip, not sure its done any more. But the canal is beautiful – plenty of time to think and admire the nature!
We have punting on the Avon river. I love that, when someone else is doing the punting. 🙂 It’s very calming.
Beautiful – boat and poem.
Thank you Matti!