I MUST GO DOWN TO THE RIVER AGAIN by Pete Brammer


I MUST GO DOWN TO THE RIVER AGAIN

by Pete Brammer

I must go down to the river again,

Where I played when just a child,

Paddling and netting minnows,

Picking flowers, varied, and wild.

 

Admiring the fluttering butterflies,

With fragile wings so pretty,

See mallards bobbing up and down,

Remembering the poem, ‘Ducks Dittie’.

 

Along the banks we’d build our dens,

Where we’d play and share a joke,

And unbeknown to parents,

We’d enjoy a crafty smoke.

 

I too have brought up children,

Who may have done the same,

But today, I’m fighting cancer,

And must go down to the river again.

built on a famous first line

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2 thoughts on “I MUST GO DOWN TO THE RIVER AGAIN by Pete Brammer

  1. This is a heartrending poem that clearly expresses the value of all of the small and seemingly insignificant pleasures that make up a life. It is a poem that reminds us to cherish now those things that will become very meaningful to us when we are faced with the stark reality of losing them.
    Is a life nought but a collection of memories? Would that when the day comes they are all good ones.

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