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Apr 2020
The old man and the river
Friends for so long
Family they are
Wild and strong
Sometimes angry
Rushing too fast
That old man is me
We’ve got a past

I grew up by the river
I learned from its currents
When to stay off
Where the fish hid
The submerged rocks
It provided comfort
When my love life turned bad
When I needed solace
The river was all I had

Now I’m an old man
Nothing has changed
We’re still in this together
Come sunshine or rain
Together, forever
We shall live out our days
My friend understands me
For me, I believe it prays
Written by
Neville Johnson  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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