Meandering River
Meandering river,
Just passing us by,
Looking so blue,
While reflecting the sky.
Gently the flowing,
The trickle sounds small,
Louder the crashing,
Of the waterfall.
The sun on it glistens,
As it weans it’s way,
Creating the background,
For this sunny day.
Stones to be skimmed,
Many times will it bounce?
Just for fun really,
No win to announce.
Meandering on,
On its journey to sea,
The beautiful river,
That’s always set free.
Sometimes there’s boats,
On the river To view,
But just passing by’s,
For the water to do.
Meandering river,
I stare and I sigh,
You’re fresh and relaxing,
Meandering by.
So if the worlds mad,
Nothing quite in its place,
Just sit by the river,
A smile on your face.
Just stare at the river,
While sat on its banks,
Meandering river,
Just want to say thanks!
Copyright © Richard Tipping | Year Posted 2020
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