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Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Tell Me Sweet River





I came to the water
to sit down and ponder,
What do I do?

I'll always remember
with greatest splendor
bein' with you.

Livin' a life
without too much strife
I found joy every where.

Now that you're gone
and I'm on my own
I find it hard to bear.

That reflection I see
used to be you and me
I let out a sigh.

I was so much more
I felt I could soar
and now I can barely fly.

So tell me River
as I sit here and shiver,
how do I find the great peace of mind
to get up and carry on?

How do I recover?
discover, uncover
the strength now that she's gone?

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