My canoe will never be lonely. It will surf along the rivers, and meet many friends along the way. It shall see more things than I shall. From the Rabbit River it will start and go on for hours, if it waits patiently, it might make it to the sea. For the waters so cold and the sun so hot, it shall surf the current and silently walk the river, swimming with fish and paddling with ducks. Through storms it shall go far. I have faith in my canoe. I will wait. I will wait for you.