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Apr 26
As long back as I remember
The river flowed past
Through fields and forest
A sea of trees and grass
In winter and in summer
In spring and in the fall
A’bubbling and a’splashing
Sometimes a torrent, other times calm

Late into the evening
After the sun has gone to bed
I sit and rock on my back porch
On a pillow rests my weary head
I listen to her flowing
She’s comforting to me
A few moments in sweet silence
A time to gently just be

The river she don’t mind it
She welcomes my touch to her banks
Her waves they caress me
And silently I wake
I would not willingly leave here
This restful healing place
My life is spent beside her
She puts a smile upon my face
Written by
Jonathan  46/M
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