There's a boat that is all mine
that waits for me under a tall pine
not much to look at not much to see
when it's just the two of us I feel so free
over the water all through the waves
ripples of peace, for me it saves
away I go off to ponder
the open lake is mine, alone I wander
listen as the waves hit the bow
i seize the day here and now
away from it all and everyone,
i feel so alive, oh what fun
a storm looming time to head in
time for my boat to wait again
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Author:
Aspire to be (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My boat sits and waits for me up at the lake, in North Carolina, i only take it out in the summer and fall, ( a couple times a year), but I do stop and think about it from time to time
- Category: Nature
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