This plaque was installed in 2002 in the ground beside the river, at a point passed by the Thames Path. The poem is by Ian Miles. It was difficult to get a readable photo: I hope that a future Geographer will be able to do much better than I did. But until then, here are the words: "Old Father Thames goes gliding by: As ripples run he winks his eye at Cotswold cows & Oxford dons; nodding to Windsor's royal swans he bears our nation's liquid crown by lock and weir to London town. May all that know and love his banks pause here awile to offer thanks."
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