Slowly walking over the narrow, green-painted
Bridge I feel some sudden urge to stop. Leaning
Over the rail, looking at the quiet, slow moving
Water beneath, 'Hey and hello' with serene smile
On my face, whispering more to the canal, than to
The people that surround me and pass me by.

Picturesque canal boats are resting on each side,
Brightly painted in familiar array of happy red,
Soothing green, youthful yellow and inevitable
White brushstrokes. Elongated canal creatures
Proudly displayed by their adventurous owners
Carrying vases of planted flowers atop the cabins.

Slowly walking over the narrow, green-painted
Bridge. A smile is on my face. Charming boats,
Indeed, transformed one rainy Birmingham Day.

Loreta Muskardin

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