Water damp, shaking drops from hair,
Emerged from the River to sunbathe rocks.
Watching paper boats float to paper docks.
Hear the frogs calling from a muddy lair.
Skipping stones jump gives the fish a scare.
Spinning circles downstream baby duck flocks.
From grassy shore time slows, forgotten are clocks.
Lean back, take a moment, find the clouds and stare.
Warm afternoon gives way to fall of night.
Gather wood and sticks. Gather friends around.
Evening filled with smoke and fire light.
Sunset air brings a laughter sound.
Glowing sparks, create smiles, a pleasant sight.
River side made s’mores. Serenity found.
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Oliver Kipp
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