The River

The River rages on,

A sight we often see.

The River rages on,

Thru people like me.

 

Waters rush past

With no reason or rhyme.

Waters rush past

Not wasting time.

 

Birds call out

Gawking at the River’s flow.

Birds call out

Telling all that they know.

 

The fish swim free

Headed down the fastest stream.

The fish swim free

In all of nature’s dreams.

 

The river slows down

Then speeds up a bit.

The river slows down

The older we get.