Boat Trip
BOAT TRIP
It was a short enough trip - an hour’s
Travel with few diversions near
Which filled us with joy, or brought a tear:
Just different spots between showers.
Fellow passengers showed kindness:
A stranger became a friend,
Kids fell asleep in the end,
Steersman kept a steady progress.
Finally, coming into port,
It didn’t matter where we’d been
Or what we’d seen.
It was a fruitful trip of a pleasant sort.
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