Treasure Island

Dianna Nally

(Bakersfield CA)

Our Magical River


At the break of dawn we took a stroll
along the river of tears
It was a wild river, with a glittering current
To take away your fears

The river seems such a magical thing
With the forest set in it's front
Silver streams painted with variable flowers
It was like finding the treasure in a treasure hunt

As we walked beside the flowing river
It's ripples beckoned to us
Sparkling and shining, calling our names
With the sound of lust

Every river has it's beginning
But this one had no end
Merging together like long lost loves
as you come around the rivers bend

We stopped and stood
and stared in awe
At the beauty of the merging rivers
And the love for which we saw

Dianna Nally
and Debbie Wagoner
7/14/09

Submitted: Tuesday, July 14, 2009

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