Sometimes when you go to the river you get to hope across streams.
Sometimes when you go to the river you find great rocks to throw into the river.
Sometimes when you go to the river you have to take off your shoes and socks, roll up your pants, and slosh through the cold, cold water.
Sometimes when you go to the river your dad will help you walk to the middle of the river and you can feel the river pushing you.
Sometimes when you go to the river your pants get a little too wet.
Sometimes when you go to the river and your pants get a little too wet you have to wear your jacket like a skirt . . .
Or a dress.
Always when you go to the river you smile and smile and smile . . .








2 comments:
I want to go to the river! I'd smile and smile, and maybe get my feet wet, too!
Just love this, Shannon!
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