How

much fun there

was in the boating.

 

How the green lake

kept getting deeper

and deeper till you

saw the dark water

merging in your mind.

 

So much fun we had that day.

 

A boat got stuck and they

pulled it out.

 

The sunlight was

streaming trees

all around.

 

The blue sky running

with our voices

somewhere.

 

 

The above poem is from my first book Reeling (2012).

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