The River

Deep and cool lay its depths.

A place of mystery and secrets kept.

Of summer days its seen so many.

Felt winters bite a plenty.

Yet peaceful and still it yet remains.

The beauty of life it seeks to sustain.

It reflects evening skies of shimming gold.

Of the moons secrets never to be told.

As lovers come and lovers go.

There’s one thing you should know.

The river will always be.

As special place for you and me.

Leave a Reply

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.