I went down to the Dee <br />to see how things were going, <br />I tried to push the Dee <br />but it was happy with its flowing. <br /> <br /> <br />Like trying to rush the writing, <br />I sensed there's 'nothing doing', <br />both will move at their own sweet pace <br />and leave me to my stewing.<br /><br />Neil Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/manifest-4/
