A Little Boy Paddling His Boat In The River

who had seen the little child paddling a boat
along this old river?
he drifted silently along the river weeds,
picking white lotuses along the way
the water hides his tracks
as duckweed opens him another path.

i was that boy, now, wanting to go back
in that old river.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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