“THE RIVER”
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

I start as a drop, flow as a trickle;
Develop into a stream and gushes like a fall,
Dancing dow as a Brook, growing like a lake.
I keep flowing and flowing, becoming a River…
I sometimes flood, I sometimes dry;
Causing people who depend on me misery.
I sometimes quench the throats of the thirsty,
Irrigating lands which produce plenty…
I am called AMAZON in BRAZIL.
I am called the long NILE of EGYPT.
I become the Scared GANGES of India;
Worshipped and Revered by one and all.
I flow to join the ever big ocean,
Which is always my final resting place;
Which is always final destination,
Where I have no limits, no barriers, no boundaries and no end!! …

Ellie
Gratitude. The picture is from a website that now I’ve forgotten the name.
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Beautiful! 🙂 Sometimes we are flowing and we hope that we are, right? Where is this picture taken?
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We must ask Ellie. I like the artwork and words also.
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Ok, thanks!
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