
Sitting by the river
In sweet meditation
I watch the water ripples
Roll with anticipation
The water rolls over the rocks
and hits the sides
I sit and think of how I’d like to ride
Down the river and float away
Not caring where it takes me
Not caring where it has been
I lay back and think about
Coming home again
To tell the world of my wonderful journey
To the wild unknown
And how wonderful it is
To sit and be alone
By Tiffany Brown




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