Jun 2015
Children dangle feet in water
And trouts nibble upon
Their fleshy worms.
A rising wind whips fish
Into a furious frenzy
And the river roars
To warn the infants
But it's too late
And a beautiful baby
Becomes a ragdoll
And trouts nibble upon
Their fleshy worms.
A rising wind whips fish
Into a furious frenzy
And the river roars
To warn the infants
But it's too late
And a beautiful baby
Becomes a ragdoll
I live beside a gently flowing river that claimed the life of a young boy following a freak storm
