poetry by j matthew waters

row row row your boat

and so we sang the words
as children
seated in a circle & holding hands
[four jacks & a rubber ball
the most recent center of our attention]
each of us starting one after the other
repeating the chorus
time & again
smiling with the belief that life
is truly but a dream

february two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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