Solace Poem by Heather Owens

Solace



I watch the water
and not know its fate
form a river
fall from the sky
sink into the earth
grow cold and hard
I shall never know what that water will become
but I find solace that it lives on.

Sunday, October 4, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,river,water
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