That Spot By The River Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

There by the river overwhelmed by the view,
I sit for a while,
My thoughts are of you,
A heron flies by,
He looks for a catch,
If he spies a nice fish,
It's truly no match,
And there off he goes,
Up the valley so fine,
This place where I sit,
So peaceful, divine.
A place where my thoughts,
Fill my mind once again,
I so love to sit here,
Again and again,
I wish you were here,
To hold onto my hand,
We've shared many moments,
In this pleasant land,
And as I walk home,
My mind becomes clear,
I'll visit again,
For I know you'll be near.

Jayne Davies