Water still and running deep
I dangle my toes in from my seat
Fish see darting all around
But when I listen not a sound
Cows are grazing in the field
What a wondrous life I feel
In this place just all alone
Thinking of the times that’s gone
Remembering when just a lad
Came down here with my dad
Fishing swimming camping out
And no one else round about
Those days have gone feeling sad
Those loving memories of my dad
The sun it shines upon my face
Will always love this quite place
Chellaston
04 03 2010
Jim O'Donnell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-pool-2/
