Standing On High Waters
Standing on the high waters
watching the debris afloat.
Standing on the high waters,
Looking for a passing boat.
Standing on the high waters,
that is a tool to my treasure.
Standing on the high waters,
I gather all without measure.
Standing on the high waters,
Who, Oh who, or what am I?
Standing on the high waters,
Bright sun beams from on high.
Copyright © Edith D Eutsler | Year Posted 2016
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