The River And The Stream Poem by Dorsey Baker
The River And The Stream
she was a river
moving with rage
he was a stream
slowly creeping along
heading in different directions
she was going up north
he was going
down south
as fate would have it
it was meant to be
a river and a stream
she was friendly
and would always wave
he was a loner
living way down
deep in the woods
both of them
seeking shelter
from prying eyes
but wearing
a different disguise
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