Warm Water, Warm Memories – A Poem of Sorts

yesterday the day was cold
but the river oh so warm
vapor drifted up from its surface
as it flowed towards the sea
it reminded me of my youth
when one time we went to the
lake to swim it was
cold without warm within
i had never felt so good as then
in the warm water but what
it reminded me most then
and to a lesser degree now
is an episode of doctor who
and as i watch the water
warm and rushing to the sea
i wonder if i shouldn’t be
watching the road for marshmen

Marshman
RAAAA-Excuse me, are you heading into town?
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