The River Before Me
To ford the river before me
I must consider
the boy who comes after me
His eyes wide, reflecting the great Western Expansion
His features betraying an amalgam of Old World relatives
- Swedes, Germans, Irish, Austrians, Russians, Scots, Brits -
All of whom forded an ocean broad, upon sail and upon steam
Upon the dreams emanating from the headwaters of imagination
A stream of consciousness
I must consider
With this river before me
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