To the river I want to go home
#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead.
I want us to gather here.
Yes, right here. On this river.
When it's all over.
When the dawn is not...
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead.
I want us to gather here.
Yes, right here. On this river.
When it's all over.
When the dawn is not...