SNOW ALONG THE RIVER

 There's a path I walk, through trees of empty branches, 
 I walk,

 The Winter wind blows chilly, across the hills of white 

 Down below in the distance, see do I the rushing water, 
 I see,

 The sound, Its sound like a chorus of drums and trumpets.

 Hearing the crashing against everything in its path, 
 Hear it,

 Nature has a plan of its own, still it invites us to  
 Share In it.

 Snow along the river has such a beautiful appearance, 
 It has,

 Walk as I do, my mind painting this vision of a dream, 
 I dream.

 Winter is a wonderful time of year for all the scenes 
 It may show,

 Just to see snow along the river, many places I would go.

                                             Keith Garrett

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