A fold-paper ship of such handsome build
Floating along in a calm rippling stream;
Delights a young boy, enchanted and thrilled,
Hypnotized by the water, clear, agleam.
Pirates and shipmates imagined on board,
Seven Seas sailors all hearty and brave.
Treasure and riches, a wonderful hoard,
Set sail for an isle ~ and some secret cave.
Singing the songs to the tune of the pipe
Deep throated voices from black bearded lips.
Rousing sea shanties of many-a-type,
Tales of deeds done on watery trips.
But now a wild current swells in the weir...
His heroes and daydreams all disappear.
ASJ