Traveling on a barge
Along a canal in the summer,
Watching people stroll along the footpaths,
And it’s a beautiful sunny day,
The greenery and bushes are lined up along the way
At points I hear the screams and laughter,
Of the children with the parents
Then there’s stretched of pure tranquility,
On this barge I dream
And I memorize the scene ,
To remember on days less happy
They and others will serve me well into immortality.
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