18 Jun 2015 18 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: imagination, rivers, talking
Where are you flowing to river, tell me.
I am running away to meet the sea.
Where did you start from and where will you end.
Up in the hills on the high moor is where my friend.
Out to Sea and past the horizon I shall flow free.
God bless you river as you pass me, off on your journey from source to Sea.
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