Then run along the riverside <br />upon a time a French King's pride <br />viewed vast breadth and gentle ripples; <br />glitter, glisten, glow and twinkle. <br /> <br />Inhale the bird infested air <br />of clearer blue and high up there <br />free to soar the highest heights <br />a brighter day as one takes flight. <br /> <br />The heron builds a mighty nest <br />and seagulls plague us overhead! <br />Wild yellow iris fill the banks, <br />in spring, the Lord is given thanks. <br /> <br />As river flows around the bend <br />perfection reflected; sunlight sends <br />and man created paint and brush <br />to capture the views colorful, lush. <br /> <br />Painted river boats and barges, <br />sailing craft of varied sizes <br />and floating buss' run on time; <br />canoe or pleasure where we may dine. <br /> <br />So run, run by the riverside <br />upon a time a French King's pride. <br />Cycle paths and dogs who linger. <br />Glisten, glitter, row the river. <br /> <br />For Egal Bohen. <br /> <br />October 2005 <br />France<br /><br />Gillian.E. Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-river-erdre/
