Boatride

I keep forgetting
And then regretting
Remembering there's no way
To force the river

And as I float bye
Wishing for deep rye
I recall that it's not the receiver
That's the giver

Voices of reason
Says it is right to be pleasin
The worry that follows
My row boat

But I hear another
Like Father and Mother
Which tells me it's enough
To just float

I can't do better
By getting wetter
And jumping ship
to land without knowing

The vow is stronger
Though it takes longer
The place that I am promised
So much sweeter

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