As The River Flows Poem by Myrna Migala

Child is born, parents with
high hopes, their baby
a sprinkle grows — a world pulls child into it.
growing while still flowing
began a small stream

Gravity pulls it down
moving toward an
ocean of eternity. Banking down — down!
the river's future with
twists and turns, the bends

The land around is life!
with uphill climbs or
easy low valley flows —rolling from a height
with ups downs. Life, that gift
ends — Begins Again!