Drifting like a waltz is the river of dreams; <br /> The moon high in the sky loves to touch it with beams. <br /> We all sit by the fire voices singing; <br /> Our paradise, the Mississippi queen. <br /> Captains in the night know our river of dreams; <br /> They guide beautiful sights like the old Delta Queen. <br /> And time cannot erase music ringing; <br /> Our paradise, the Mississippi queen.<br /><br />Janice B. Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mississippi-queen-river-of-dreams/
