River Poem by snejana novosedlova
River
Fingertips of rain
Touched gently her face
Heavy clouds looked down
Angry, at her grace.
She was cold as snow
She had hidden secrets inside
She’ll always sleep
At the countryside.
I love to talk to her
She never would reply
She sings a lonely song
She is a river near by.
I treat her as my friend
I never lie to her
I’m with her till the end
I am I’m love with her.
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5/1/2024 6:37:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this is beautiful....I find trees to be good listeners too....great poem...Vallerie