A Wild Day at A Wild River

We scooped the dirt from the hole
then dumped it in our panning bowl
exited to my very soul
determined to achieve my new goal

We found some golden specks in our pan
for tweezers he ran
up the rocks steep and uneven
as there was little gold we’d seen

Before we walked away
on this particular day
I exhaustedly thought why not play
And my friend heard my idea and said no way

Ignoring his advice
I went into the cold water not once but twice
into me the cold would slice
but early spring water would have to suffice