Misty River

Misty River Is an old poem Written by Aldo Kraas

This morning

Me in this Misty River

All the happiness

I am feeling inside myself

Misty River

The mist is coming

From this Misty River

There are clouds

In the sky

And the mist

Is caused by the condensation

Of the heat mixed in the cold water

Misty River

I am in a fishing boat

That boat is moving slowly in this

Misty River

It is early in the morning

I am eating my breakfast in the fishing boat in the middle of this

Misty River

I hear the birds singing early in the morning

In this Misty River

There must be trees because the sound of the birds is coming from the branches

Misty River

So peaceful

It looks so different with the mist

No one is around but me

With my fishing boat

And the beautiful sound of the birds

It is so nice

To have a place to come to

Where I can

Hear the sound of the birds

And be left alone

With no one disturbing me

Misty River

That is my special place

And by afternoon

No clouds I will see

The birds are beautiful

Their song is just beautiful like Mother Nature intended it to be

If nobody else appreciates this Misty River

I do

Misty River

I will die for you

Misty River

I will shed my tears for you

I have been coming here for so long now

Misty River

 

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Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I love river mists and experience them when I am boating. First thing in the morning, like ghostly veils they drift, until the sun burns them away. Your poem is very visual and also calming. I enjoyed your description. Thankyou.

Chris