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Thursday, July 19, 2012

We Learned to Love the River, James Sandham

Out on our bikes again –
We rode along the Humber River;
And tracing her gently gliding curves we quickly learned to love her.

There are fishes in the stream again –
Minnows glinting silver –
And here beneath the overpass the cars are just a whisper.

I feel we know each other now –
This river’s like a sister –
And on her banks my brothers sit, skipping stones across her.

The land beneath their resting flanks
Is our great primal mother –
We’ve come to spend some time with her, to say goodbye to summer.

The poplar grove is shedding leaves;
We take the trail back through it.
Our bike chains whir and peddles spin; we spread our love into it.
These idyll days will fade to grey – but what we’ve learned burns through it.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely image of the river as a sister! I have done both the Humber and the Don trails and hope you write more like this!

    Lucile Barker