Watching The River Run Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

I keep watching the river run
Always twisting
Always turning

It's there I sit
Beneath your eyes
And mull over dreams of paradise

With you

Someplace where the sky is white and blue

Yet I'm thinking much too much
And I hate walking alone

It's not often that I ponder such
But when I wander
Thoughts come rushing in

Willy-nilly

I don't have a special place
Where all these thoughts begin

From the left
And from the right
Without warning
They attack me when I wake

Early in the morning
I wish I knew what I had done

So I'll sit here
With you standing there beside me

Beneath your eyes
Beneath the skies
Where clouds and birds and angels fly

And listen to the waters running free
As you watch me

Watching the river run