Gratias

Gray and silver in the sun
Glassy smooth and still.
Giant river steady run,
Give my heart a thrill.

Green sometimes, sometimes blue,
Gargantuan in size.
Graceful is the word for you,
Grateful are my eyes.

God made the river's mighty flow,
Gave this gift to man.
Generations come and go
Gliding 'cross its span.

Gather up each brook and rill
Gently seaward stream.
Give me leave to look my fill,
Grant to me this dream.

© Robert Ernest LaRock (1920-1978)