I am with My River once more,
Looking down into its clear green mirror,
Hardly a ripple to be seen.
As I stroll I see them,
A gaggle of Canada Geese
Just floating on the surface,
Hardly moving, like a group of statues.
And there on My River’s bank
Sit several pigeons all in a row,
As if judging the artwork before them.
I walk on and see two male mallards
Their heads turned on top of their body
Fast asleep in this early morn.
On My River there swims the females
Showing their chicks the glory of Nature.
I walk on, My River by my side,
The infinite green colours around me.
I then sit and listen to Natures Symphony,
Drawn into my love of Nature
As I sit there writing these words.