Where Go The Boats?

How thrilling it was to find this 1961 copy (a remake of the original 1932 version) of A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson at a garage sale last week. Oh how I loved these poems when I was a child, so many of which we read in school and at home.

When all was quiet on a Saturday afternoon, my mother would make cocoa and read to us while we sipped and let our wishes wander down enchanting paths to other worlds alive with wonder!

I especially loved this poem "Where Go The Boats" as it held all sorts of amazing possibilities for finding and connecting with others in some surprising and unplanned way. I put a note in a bottle and told my father I wanted to send it down a river where someone far away in a distant land would find it and contact me. Wonderment of wonders, he never once laughed at me but helped me send my bottle on its way.

Though I never did hear that anyone had found my note, I was sure it had landed in a special place with a special person. I could visualize another child excitedly releasing the bottle from the water, opening it, and reading my message. It was a reaching out for friendship, I imagine. Perhaps that is why I so love all my blogging friends who read my notes and come from afar to share their thoughts and stories! You are my wonders!