River of Dreams.
I sat and watched the river,
Idling its way to the sea.
Smooth and flat,
But not for long.
I sat and thought what
Are my dreams?
Where will I go?
What will I do?
I threw a twig
Into the water,
I watched it float
Away with my dreams.
Lost Dreams are all I
Have now, hindered by age.
My hopes and dreams
Are no longer.
I sit in my chair
And think about
The hopes I had once.
That floated away on the
River of Life.
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