The river as it flows on by.
Softly sings us a lullaby
Our cottage built of weathered stone
sits by the riverside alone.
Here where we raised our family
we are still living happily
Al though the family have flown
and now have children of their own.
The house was here before we wed
and will be here when we are dead
But until then we’re satisfied
to live beside the riverside
and listen to the lullaby
the river sings as it flows by.
22/04/2009
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Very picturesque and conveys a pleasant, relaxing feeling. Nice to be able to enjoy a place that is so meaningful. The past can add so much meaning to the future and actually give us more reasons to continue being active and enjoying our surroundings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is bigger than the sum of its parts, resulting in a massive surge of contentment with life. Wonderful stuff, Ivor. Love, Fran xxx