Sally

16

"Down by the River"

Down by the river is where I rest my head,
Dreaming of brighter days and a warmer bed.
Under an indigo blanket where stars are hung,
The moon appears behind the fading sun.

Here is where I close my eyes
And listen to thrum of midnight flies.
Here is where I pour my heart,
Staring into swirling rivulets as the days depart.

The river is where the summers begin and end -
Where hopes are dashed, and new ones penned.
A place I cannot chase from my mind,
I am trapped among the cattails and murky waters, yet unconfined.