Where Go the Boats, A river Poem
Boats on the river Suir, County Tipperary
Landscape Photography : Nigel Borrington
Where Go the Boats?
Dark blue is the river.
Golden is the sand.
It flows along for ever,
With trees on either 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
Nigel Borrington 
Such serenity in these photos Nigel. I love the poem too 🙂
April 14, 2014 at 2:14 pm
Hello Norma , Hope you great 🙂
Thank you , very pleased enjoyed both images and Poem 🙂 🙂
April 14, 2014 at 6:27 pm
Hello Norma 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Very pleased you liked the post and poem 🙂 🙂
April 15, 2014 at 12:22 pm
Very Lovely and such beautifully Inviting Photos 🙂
April 14, 2014 at 3:12 pm
Hello Morgan 🙂 🙂
Thank you , very , very pleased you enjoyed 🙂
April 14, 2014 at 6:28 pm
Oh I always enjoy your posts 🙂
April 14, 2014 at 7:37 pm
Lovely poem, Nigel. 🙂
Spring is alive and well in Ireland, blues and greens and boats and places to picnic by the river.
Ahhh. 🙂 🙂
April 15, 2014 at 3:13 am
Hello Sharon 🙂 🙂 🙂
Yes it is 🙂 🙂 :), Yipee !!!
Thank you !!
Great comment !
April 15, 2014 at 12:15 pm
Imagery beautiful as are the words. Ann
April 15, 2014 at 4:51 pm
Hello Ann 🙂 🙂
Thank you , very pleased you like the post and commented 🙂 🙂 🙂
April 15, 2014 at 6:00 pm
It is a beautiful idea to mix your pictures with the lovely poems, Nigel. The only thing missing is the sound of the wind in the willows 🙂
April 17, 2014 at 4:38 pm
Hello Hanna 🙂 🙂
Wonderful comment 🙂 Thank you 🙂
April 17, 2014 at 8:34 pm