River Poem

The river runs in harmony, the way it ebbs and flows;

Trickling quite peacefully, with intention no one knows.

Rocks and stones, stand like thrones, that’s what people say;

But water knows no obstacles, standing in its way.

I walk along the river, humming gentle songs;

Echoing serenity, it dances right along.

Although its grace is fleeting, an ever moving pace;

I relish in its purity, as delicate as lace.

-Laura Montgomery

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