When the sun hits its body, it shimmers with glee,
And reflections of beauty abound.
All the trees so majestic stand tall in its mirrors,
While the leaves float in circles around.
The ducks quack hello to its welcoming arms,
While the fish swim where no one can see.
It ripples and waves to all passers-by,
Just as glorious and proud as can be.
It carries the boats in its strong steady current,
They glide on its surface like glass.
It splashes so playfully against the boats sides,
Then generously lets them all pass.
And in the heat of the day when we come to get cool,
It willingly offers relief.
It cocoons and caresses while we float in its lap,
As it helps us make fine memories.
But in the storms of the winter when it’s lonely and mean,
It rages against the gloom of the day.
It reaches with fury beyond its strong banks,
Frightening all nature and people away.
But no matter its mood, its beauty remains,
And it’s flowed through my life without end.
I love that great river with all of my heart,
My Comfort, my Constant, my Friend.
By Patricia Fleming
Photo by the author