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IN placid mood, the Severns' water flowed It's slow and twisting course towards the sea, Across its reaches cattle gently lowed, While from its banks we fished, two boys and me. I wondered as I watched their youthful ways, If through their eyes they'd see the things I'd known, When from that spot I'd fished, in by gone days And let the seeds of peacefulness be sown. Would they espy the shimmers cast upon The laughing ripples running from the breeze? And see the jewels fashioned by the sun, Reflecting light to the Willow trees? Would they see the imprints left upon the shore By gull and moorhen, heron, vole and shrew? Or tracks where badgers drank, the night before, And know which signs were old, and which were new? The new experience to their youthful minds Was fervently explained, as I had wished! And wrapped within a peace which gently binds, We whittled sticks and talked, and learned, and fished.
They may not know until their years have grown, That as we fished, and talked and whittled there, Within their minds, the seeds of peace were sown, That one day, they may scatter everywhere. Then through the windows of their carefree ways I felt the joy of life had been re-found, By thoughts re-kindled from those by-gone days, Two boys, one man, had fished, three boys were homeward bound.See the full content of this document
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Peace in Placid Mood, ; Yourpoems
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