gunnar I am
11-24-2002, 11:28 AM
Somewhere between Kilamarnok Island and Merrickville, on the Rideau River, lies Big Marsh.
And on a chill, windy June day, cold enough, the marsh is my own, windy enough, birds are huddled, I row in and out of dreams... not kept secret, but impossible to share. It is merely by luck, you see ,I was able to secret away, this moment.
There she lies, resting, waiting, modestly beautiful, she, and Basil and I, who have come so far together. http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid40/padd3da4920cb3ccb1c5c3a6142d488d5/fd02fe65.jpg
And on a chill, windy June day, cold enough, the marsh is my own, windy enough, birds are huddled, I row in and out of dreams... not kept secret, but impossible to share. It is merely by luck, you see ,I was able to secret away, this moment.
There she lies, resting, waiting, modestly beautiful, she, and Basil and I, who have come so far together. http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid40/padd3da4920cb3ccb1c5c3a6142d488d5/fd02fe65.jpg