Friday, October 9, 2015

My Rhythm

The River Flows
Down the Hills
Through the Valley
And Into My Heart
I sit there Watching
A Soothing Feeling
I want to Be Calm
Gentle as the River
The Winds
The Storms
May Shake Me
But When the Skies are Clear
And the Stars are Shining
I will Always find My Rhythm



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