Rivers And Streams Poem by Brown mbadiwe
Rivers And Streams
1. With each golden breath, the life goes by, counting the cost we glow by.
Down, rivers and streams
2. A pity, pretty party galore.A glamour untold, so many adversary unfaced.
Down, rivers and streams
3. Playing with pipes, we forget the times. Our crazy times, good and bad I leave by a moment
Down, rivers and streams
4. Pick your times, I do mine, with hopeful heart it hides a tear.
Down, rivers and streams.
Thought-music to savor. Glowing and breathing golden air, counting costs, turning away from foes, playing with pipes, leaving moments behind...picking our times on rivers and streams.
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12/11/2023 7:14:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We pass through my things and people in life that sometimes we forget some of the things and people we have encountered. Captivating poem.