Paddling
poem by:
R.T. Aquinas
Written
on Apr 18, 2018
Paddling in the river. Paddling in the pool. Paddling in the fountain. Paddling like a fool. Maria and I would have so much fun While we were paddling out in the sun. Cold wet soil between our toes, When we'd stripped down to our light clothes. We loved to let the water roll across our feet And we'd say hello to all the ducks we'd meet. I'm grown up now, and she's forever young. It's just not right without her pushing me in and sticking out her tongue.
Tags: Humor, Love, Sad, Happy,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Apr 18, 2018 at 6:25pm
Ah....fond memories........I love it.....
R.T. Aquinas
commented on Apr 19, 2018 at 6:02am
Cheers Frank. Glad you like it.
