Water has carved, around, over, and through, the largest mountains, with it's might, it is needed to keep all living creatures alive, far without it, we would shrivel out of sight.
Everyone has complained, about water on a rainy day,
although, it sure can refresh our body, as we wash the dirt away.
Water way's, move food and cargo around the globe everyday,
It's used for fishing, swimming, and many other activities, when we play.
It's used to produce electricity, and cool engines across our land, we take it for granted, until there is a shortage, on a hot day in the desert sand.
During the cold season, water freezes, we can ice skate, or slip, and fall on our back, and if a fire gets out of hand, water is usually the first line of attack.
Always remember when water is flowing, it is one of the strongest forces known to man, and also so gentle, as a splash,
we only feel the temperature, as it falls on our hand.
The Original: Tom Maxwell 8/27/2023 AD
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