Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Knight's Ferry Calming #94
piptalk.com/pip/cards/photos/Water/Wt1143a.jpg They walked the Stanislaus just past the ferry's toll beneath the covered bridge where crystal waters roll. Nostalgic of Knights Ferry the mill was grinding flour where the icy river rose about four feet per hour. The Sierra Nevada felt a warm untimely rain melting freshly fallen snow to fill the Stanislaus again. In San Joaquin Valley the sun was shining bright for it was a glorious day to rejoice in the light. They walked the Stanislaus just past the ferry's toll beneath the covered bridge where crystal waters roll. Next to the weeping willow they both inched their way in under freezing waters arm in arm and chin to chin. The Stanislaus River had just begun to flood the San Joaquin Valley with innocence of blood. Two angels from heaven waded in the icy swell to calm a turmoil current and break the river's spell. -Lighthouse Bob |
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Knight`s Ferry Calming #94
Knight`s Ferry Calming #94