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The Old River
Will you walk near the river with me?
Now then up the hill to the old willow tree.
And then watch the sun set beyond the valley.
Then glance at the branches, prancing like a ralley.
Back down the hill this dewy night.
What will always come to my delight?
Is to see that smile on you!
One that is sparkling as the dew.
Once we walk past the river.
You take my hand and I quiver.
To walk away so happy and free!
That old river ever so feels me with glee!
- by tigerstar14 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/30/2008 |
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- Title: The Old River
- Artist: tigerstar14
- Description: It was a poem I did because my heart was lonely.
- Date: 11/30/2008
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Comments (2 Comments)
- iHorsetamer - 12/10/2008
- Lawlz. You wrote this in Tech class. ^_~
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- themidnightclear - 11/30/2008
- Take the Yes on the first line out and i think its perfect.
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