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River of Life
Onward, onward runs the river
Over rapids
–
laughs with glee
'Round the bends of rocks and sand
bars
Onward, onward to the sea
Whispers softly in the shadows
Weeping 'neath the willow tree
Lingers longing in the deep pools
Begging, begging
–
follow me.
Follow me in golden moon lite
Thru the meadows lazily
Where the mint and sweet grass
linger
Softly on the evening breeze,
Follow me thru flowered canyons
Where the lazy honeybee
Softly sips the fragrant nectar
Of the wild spearmint tea
Onward, onward runs the river
Calling, calling follow me
I will guide you o'er life's trap
line
to the calm and mystic sea.
Kay Karras
Poet Laureate of Solon Springs
Photo by Anna Merritt
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