My River Runs To Thee

My River runs to thee—
Blue Sea! Wilt welcome me?
My River wait reply—
Oh Sea—look graciously—
I’ll fetch thee Brooks
From spotted nooks—
Say—Sea—Take Me!

(Emily Dickinson)

Beautiful morning along the Mississippi.



On a pond of Mississippi backwater in Robert’s Green Hornet.


One Comment on “WATER

  1. When I rode up high on the American Queen steamboat along there I wanted so much to be with those small boaters right on the water with frogs and birds and lily pads. You did it right.

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