I was sitting by the water
When they told me it was ending
And the estuary birds flew over - crying, always crying, as I did then.
Then I knew that hope was gone
But the peace, and the icy water saved me.
Then I found some words from you
And I told you how it was
And the estuary birds flew over - crying, always crying,
as I did then.
Then it seemed that you were hope
And your words, and your love, saved me.
I am sitting by the water
Thinking of that bleak December
And the estuary birds fly over - crying, always crying,
As I was then.
Now, both hope and you have gone, but still
The peace, and the icy water save me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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