Wish there was a river I could skate away on

There is a blissful chill cutting across South Florida.....a chill that elicits memories of my youthful days in the North.  Holiday lights are illuminating the dark corners of  quiet streets....if you place your ear close enough into the wind, you can hear the laughter of children....the joy of their innocense.........somewhere in that chilly breeze are remnants of mine....just wish I could find a river that I could skate away on!