Streams to Waterfalls
This is our history
We started out as streams
Flowing in the same direction
We merged together and formed
The most beautiful river
We gave life to all around us
We were a refuge to those
Dying of thirst
But winter came our flow wasn't as stong
Our place of refuge has become
Barren and desolate
The air is dank and now
Our surroundings define us..
The ground consumed the best of me
And you were commited to the sky
And now only a rainy day
Can bring us together again.
Dying for waterfalls is how you
Left this old man river.
I never knew you were my life giver.
2018-09-23 13:15:54
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