At the break of dawn we took a stroll <br />along the river of tears <br />It was a wild river, with a glittering current <br />To take away your fears <br /> <br />The river seems such a magical thing <br />With the forest set in it's front <br />Silver streams painted with variable flowers <br />It was like finding the treasure in a treasure hunt <br /> <br />As we walked beside the flowing river <br />It's ripples beckoned to us <br />Sparkling and shining, calling our names <br />With the sound of lust <br /> <br />Every river has it's beginning <br />But this one had no end <br />Merging together like long lost loves <br />as you come around the rivers bend <br /> <br />We stopped and stood <br />and stared in awe <br />At the beauty of the merging rivers <br />And the love for which we saw <br /> <br /> Dianna Nally <br /> and Debbie Wagoner <br /> 7/14/09<br /><br />Dianna Nally<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-magical-river/
