STANDING BY THE RIVER
Walking along a path, my ears took in the sound,
The loud rushing of water in the distance.
There she stood staring out into the scenery,
A woman of such beauty, all alone.
I didn’t make a sound as the words of her song echoed all around,
A voice so soft but filled with the power of a tune.
Standing by the river in the middle of nowhere,
No horse did she ride, from where did she come.?
Dressed she was not for a dangerous hike
But like that of an angel in white,
She did not see me but did she know I was there.?
Listened did I as she sang from her heart,
As I turned to walk away, she turned and waved,
Never a word between us, her song I could still hear far away.