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A Child's Own Book of Verse II by  Ada M. Skinner


 

 

WHERE GO THE BOATS?

[19]

Dark brown is the river,

Golden is the sand.

It flows along forever,

With trees on every hand.


Green leaves a-floating,

Castles of the foam,

Boats of mine a-boating—

Where will all come home?


On goes the river

And out past the mill,

Away down the valley,

Away down the hill.


Away down the river,

A hundred miles or more,

Other little children

Shall bring my boats ashore.

—ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON.


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