Splash,splash, splash
hear the sound of water,
Gush, gush, gush
look at the gushing river.
The river is on it's way,
nothing can make it stay.
Rapidly flows and goes,
where to go it knows.
It has to merge in the ocean,
ocean.. it's final destination.
- Aunt Mary
Such lovely words thank you for sharing them.
ReplyDeleteThank's Barbara :)
DeleteBeautiful poem. Everything has its final destination. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Balqis :)
DeleteAh the wonderful journey of the river. Beautifully captured in your poem :)
ReplyDeleteThank you , I am happy that you liked the poem :)
DeleteThe sea, the sea... where the end finishes, where the beginning sets out.
ReplyDeleteThe place for a little water drop to rest until the warm love of a sunbeam takes it up, up... into the azure.
And back again as a rain drop to refill the river and come back to a final destination that blends itself with a new start.
What a beautiful poem, Auntie!
Thank you!
Thank's a lot for those lovely words Od :)
DeleteLove it;)
ReplyDeleteThank you friend :)
DeleteBeautiful rhyme!
ReplyDeleteand again, i love the moving images!
Thank you very much , I am glad that you liked the post :)
DeleteThe rhyming word flows naturally like the river.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for so kind words :)
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