a true story about my beloved hometown


Longing for the River


As a child

I loved the river

broad and beautiful

reflecting the surroundings

like a mirror


When I grew older

I swam towards the sea,

to the rivers mouth

arriving at a world

full of opportunities


Now, that I am old

The river seems to have

grown smaller

Yet there I walk

to meet with memories



Words by Northlight
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Written on 2009-01-18 at 13:59

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Rivers can take us to many banks of what was and now is. Thanks so much for sharing with us your reflective ponderings.
2009-01-18