The River

September 13, 2017
By Zo-Zo SILVER, Ames, Iowa
Zo-Zo SILVER, Ames, Iowa
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Down the valley

up the hill

through the thicket

past the pastures

onward to the river I march.

    Under the glowing sun

past the clouds growing darker by the day

in the woods alive with creatures

around the hundreds of years old trees

onward to the river I march.

     A hundred feet closer

a few steps nearer

around a rock of fifty pounds

onward to the river I reach.

      As I lay there

I fell asleep

where the river runs free.

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