As I walked down to the river today
I met a man with no legs in a chair
we spoke about life and he stood tall in a way
as I walked down to the river
As I walked on I met a blind girl
who gave me directions just over the hill
for someone like me who was lost she could see
as I walked on to the river
Down by the banks I met a small child
whose mother and father had recently died
and he splashed around with a heartful of life
down by the banks of the river
As I looked in the river I saw a young man
a reflection of me if you understand
who thought he would end it as he coudn't cope
as I looked into the river
Considering the people I met on the way
they didn't give up I heard myself say
and though I believed that I'd been through the mill
I laughed at the river, and walked back up the hill.
And there you are shining in all your poetic brilliance at the top of the hill.Amazing! If this was a drink I'd have plenty in stock.Love Duncan
Another great poem, beautiful form and gently presented truth. -chuck
Great mind Charles. To see life through your writing. Lovely Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Glad you had your eyes opened to the person that you are. We are stronger than we think, and tho' we think we will die if this or that doesn't happen, we are still here, proving that strength. You address some powerful emotions in your poems - wonderful insight! Linda