Sailing A River
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Timothy Paton, Grade 7
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Poetry
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2008
I hop on a raft
I set off on a draft the water winkles and trinkles
It’s bubbling and singing
The trout are flinging
The birds are singing
Now the waters gliding and sliding
It’s slowing and I’m riding
Bumpy and windy I take off again speeding along like a full blooded train
But back to the river I start to quiver
A great waterfall I won't survive at all
It’s raring and tearing
Rising and twisting
And now I’m falling, the sound is appalling
I land with a crash
And I’m knocked out in with the splash
When I wake I’m in a large lake
There’s the beach
I’m going to survive
So I do a big dive
The end.