To the banks the river flow,
Where the children play.
Every tide nor high or low,
They are beside the bay.
They will drink if tired and rest,
And see the bright water.
The view there is always the best,
From then till now, forever.
Until one day the river dries,
All was left, my teary eyes.
PUBLISHED: DEC. 17, 2016
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Nature Poems
PoetryA collection of poems about nature. Poems contains imagery. Inspired by William Wordsworth's pieces. Everyone is free to use this for academic purposes.
