THE RIVER WATERS
by Paul Curtis

The river waters
Take their time
Slowly meandering
Through fragrant meadows
Copse and wood
Rural idylls all
Where time stands still.
Swans use a quiet ait
As an islet sanctuary
But the quiet waters
Though slow of purpose
Have no time to dwell
And are reluctantly
Bound for the sea


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