Drifting like a waltz is the river of dreams;
The moon high in the sky loves to touch it with beams.
We all sit by the fire voices singing;
Our paradise, the Mississippi queen.
Captains in the night know our river of dreams;
They guide beautiful sights like the old Delta Queen.
And time cannot erase music ringing;
Our paradise, the Mississippi queen.
Janice B. Cassidy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mississippi-queen-river-of-dreams/
