WHERE GO THE BOATS?
Dark brown is the river, Golden is tlie sand, it Hows along for ever, ' With trees on either hand. Green leaves afioating, Castles of the foam ; Boats of mine aboating—- . Where will all come home ? On goes the river, And out past the mill, Awav down the valley, Away down the hill.
Awav down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore. —R.L-.S
(Sent by Claude Ricketts)
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Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 7 August 1926, Page 18
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78WHERE GO THE BOATS? Hawera Star, Volume XLVI, 7 August 1926, Page 18
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