#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,
River water ,is cool and still,
Deer team playing in the river water.
The fisherman looks at the water of the river,
In this hope that the fish will be found.
village daughters can be seen from a distance,
Their teams are coming to the river to fetch water.
The shepherd boy came to the river to graze the cows,
Then they came to the river bank to catch fish.
In the evening the sun sets on the bank of the river,
People come to take pictures of this,
The river only flows, because it does not end.
(moutusi)