like an old well
that has served well
and still serving well
and still sings
every morning
noon and night
as young and old
boys, men and women
greet it with songs
earnestly echoed
from the depth of its soul
and the water....
my hands
clap and clap
splash and splash
shaking every hand
that cares to draw
from my heart
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Very touching. To give oneself away in words, is a gift worth giving. Excellent, John. Kindest regards, Sandra