Can you hear that?

Like a river of sorrow calling your name
With each splash against the flow,
Come bathe, wallow here with me
and I'll wash your sorrow away,
Let me lap at your troubles
And soothe your furrowed brow,
UnCurl your frown
Lay with me sleep with me;
Let your soul drift,
And your sorrows drown...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The river calls...

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Beavis's picture

Beautiful!

I have a special spot for this one for those days when they are caked on too deep. Very soothing. Great write!

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Thankyou b! Love ya! HugSS

Thankyou b! Love ya! HugSS and blessings SS


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

Beavis's picture

Thank you Dear, for this

Thank you Dear, for this gift. Peace is such a rare thing ;-) Love and hugSS back at ya Dear!

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This poem has a little dark

This poem has a little dark spin on it... If you want it to, or up lifting. Psychology is such an amazing thing, so is a mind set, proof that we can change our outlook! Isn't that awesome? Survivors generally won't see it where as someone who is feeling a little low might see the darker spin on it. What did you see?


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am