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Emma’s Sea Monster

By the side of the beautiful Similkameen River,

A cooling off place needed to be explored.

The water was perfect.

Well … almost perfect …

Except for that sea monster sticking its head up,

Checking me out.

I decided to put on a brave face,

And challenge it.

Maybe it would go away and leave my swimming area.

And yet … it wasn’t to be easily intimidated.

I kept my back legs ready for a quick retreat,

Just in case.

I called big sister, Ruby, over to check it out.

I felt a bit foolish when she had a quick look,

Turned, and said, “Nah! It’s just a stick.”

“Huh!” I said. “I knew that.”

But now I have egg on my face.

Or maybe a piece of a pine needle.

Oh, well. It’s better than being eaten,

By a sea monster!

 


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The Similkameen River

The Similkameen River flows east a long way from the mountains of E.C. Manning Park in British Columbia, to the *Okanagan fruit growing area in southern BC, where it turns south into the United States to  become the *Okanogan River south of Oroville, and from there to the mighty Columbia River which then flows west again to the Pacific while it forms the border between Oregon and Washington for much of the way between them.

*Okanagan (Canadian spelling)

*Okanogan (American spelling)

It can be a bit of a flood plain  in parts.

Does the river follow the highway, or does the highway follow the river?

 

Every time the highway bends,

And I’ve thought the river ends,

Then I see it once again,

Flowing past the rough terrain.

 

“Faithful follower, that you be,

Following me past rock and tree,

And you have so far to go.”

Says the river, “That I know.”

 

“I will twist and I will turn,

Shores of shrubbery and fern,

Gurgling over rocky places,

Where the little whitefish races.”

 

“Past the mountains and the streams,

Past the vineyards of my dreams,

I will hurry to the states,

Where the huge Columbia waits.”

 

“All together we will flow,

And we’ll put on quite a show.

At the western ocean shore,

You won’t know me anymore.”

 

“In the water system’s grasp,

Plunging in has made me gasp,

Sorry I’m not more specific,

But I’m in the great Pacific.”