Mine for the taking

The cool, gray-blue river rocks clunk into my pail

       Thick, silver-brown silt sticks to my boots 

                 Clear water splashes on my knees 

                         The limitless sky smiles down on me 

                                A mockingbird sings my name 

                                   I turn and smile 

                                      The world is mine for the taking  

Reviews

[steppenwolf]

Oh this is so good. A perfect moment.
I love poems like this that describe a certain moment in time.