The River Writes On
by Esther Thornburg
(Cantril, Iowa USA)
The endless waters of the river winds on.
It's history is written as it runs along.
Crops flourished by its rushing tide.
Industrial cities rise by its side.
Day and night it moves on by.
Endlessly traveling to the oceans side.
There never seems a convenient time
For the waters to move over the line.
It doesn't ask if you are ill,
Or are you recovering from a catastrophe still.
Waters do rise, ice does jam.
You only do what you can.
An endless journey of water runs on.
The story it writes is very long.