The River

With the news dwelling on the negative, you can't help but think about people and their journeys. I thought back to a time when a friend sent me a book to read. I walked away with the knowledge that good or bad we all have choices and a journey to complete and with that comes valuable lessons.
Sometimes when we feel lost the most is when we are actually at the stage of accomplishment, for every struggle is like a story with a moral.


I see the river,
the water deep,
your hand in mine
the grass at our feet.

I see the stars,
too many to count,
our hearts in unison
rhythmically beat.

I see the road,
that lies ahead
looks a whole lost easier
with you as my friend.

I see our forever,
you and I,
a love sweet
it challenged time.

I see the river,
the water deep,
your hand in mine
the grass at our feet.

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To some it is just a river,
where water passes by,
flowing north to south,
like your heart to mine.

Miles and miles
for a thousand years or more,
has nothing on this love of ours,
that will last forevermore.


To some its just a river,
where water passes by,
flowing north to south
like your heart to mine.

Reflections of a life time,
as the waves rush to shore,
leaving behind the memories
of you who I adore.

To some it is just a river,
where water passes by,
flowing north to south,
like your heart to mine.