Love is a flowing river…

Love is a flowing river…
For Star..
The pretty songbird sang her song.
Dressed in a blue dress and a smile of gold.
Her gentle and sweet voice allowed the listener,
to escape to better places.
She sang a song ” Nothing will change my world”.
I love my Summer days, being sun-kissed by the sun and
I love being near Lake St. Clair.
And she sang gently “On and on we shall go.”
Her kind and sweet voice take me to safe haven and kind people.
I told the clouds, I told the blue sky.
Nothing stay be the same and love is a flowing river.
Coyote
A great poem John!
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Thank you, Roth. I appreciate the comment.
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You are most welcome!
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