As you sailed away in the big blue sea I sat by the river and cried
My tears, sadness from the fact that you are gone
pieces of my soul became part of the river and I hope that they travel to you so that you may know
how willing I am to save you from the rough waters when the river of life meets the storm
or how happy I am, when your river of life travels to a safe haven of trees gently flowing, everything going smoothly sunshine shining through the leaves ...when the river of life has reached a golden time
I send my soul out to the sea so you may know how much I loved you of all the wishes I have for you but most of all...my plea for you can come back home, to me
River: a large natural stream of water flowing in a channel to the sea, a lake, or another such stream. Day 23 of the month long poetry prompt challenge