Poetry

Friday 23 February 2018

Down to the river

I came down to the river
Where the river boat swept

I came down to the river where
the river boat swept

The leaves were on the water
Where the willow wept

I came down to the river
Where the willow wept


I came down to the river where the
willow wept
The duck weeds were my pillow
And my dreams they kept

I came down to the river
Where the river bed slept
And all the holy Ash keys
in the whirlpool swept

I came down to the river
Where the little creatures crept
And they brought their sleeves
Up to their knees, and leapt

They splashed inside the river
On a day not to forget

And let your lovers leave
On the river with no regrets

I came down to the river where
the river boat swept


Its good to believe in
The power of love yet
I came down to the river where
the willow tree wept

I came down to the river
Full of time and met
The river nymph of the mountain
Who said don't forget
Everyone must give something back
For something they get
When I came down to the river where
the river boats swept


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