When you think of the River, think of me.
I'll be there smiling in the ripples of it's sun-drenched waters.
I'll be there in the blue of it's peaceful vastness.
I'll be there still watching the ships go by in my favorite summer garb.
When you think of the River, think of all the glorious times it has brought us.
Think of the cottage openings and closings we have spent together.
Think of the holidays spent there as well as the ones we longed to spend there.
Think of the warm nights, fast-moving storms and sun-filled days.
The River has become such a wonderful part of me, of us, of family. And, at some point in time--me, us, we, will all become one.
So, when you think of the River, smile and think of me, of us, of family.
See you on the River.
Paula Chamberlain 8/07
