Gentle manatee gliding through the water Gently swimming down the river Going toward the spring so clear Eating vegetation Taking in air Heading toward the spring so clear Staying with the herd Nursing their young Oh Gentle manatee Going toward the spring so clear ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I hope you like. This is my 3rd and final poem for the day. Thanks to everybody who likes my poetry.
I think that I shall never see none as gentle as the manatee gliding, as you say, from here to there tending it's young with meticulous care no, I think that I shall never see none gentle as the manatee...
loved this... ~R.T.
"I shall never bond again, as I have bonded with you..."
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