The river of life runs long and narrow <br />with twists and turns here and there. <br />Sometimes it hits rapids, <br />sometimes it hit’s a falls, <br />but the majority of the time it sticks <br />in peaceful waters where you can rest a while. <br />There will always be turbulence <br />when a storm suddenly breaks. <br />Dark clouds will cover the horizon <br />and it will send the river on a rough ride. <br />As soon as the squall has passed, <br />it will drift again, <br />to where peaceful waters lay. <br /> <br />7 February 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peaceful-waters/
