River of Blessings
On a cold November day I sat beside you
to let you fill me with your crystal charm.
To my surprise I saw a lonely traveler
instinctively I knew he meant no harm.
Approaching me with care he closed the distance
although he seemed a million miles away.
He asked so sweetly just to sit a while
with gladdened heart I bid him please to stay.
He spoke his words of praise to me about you
recounting all the beauty that you hold
and I was blessed with joy that has no boundaries
because he chanced upon your banks of gold.
*To the Brownings, such a loving pair.
Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2008
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