Author Anonymous The little boat floats by the dock, no one rows the oar: truly this is a quiet spot far from the noisy world! Filling the path, verdant shade, I rise now from my nap and joy to watch the flowing river swell with tides of spring. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments