In the silent vally
lived a little boy.
Watching Red River,
dancing in joy.
The sky was happy,
mountains were smiling,
the child still was looking at river
and the birds were flying
"Red River is beautiful!"
Said the little child.
His consciousness was gone,
and now, his heart was his guide.
He admired the river
throughout the day and the night.
Boy was in 'love'.
That truly was a great sight.
"She is dead." said the doctor.
All of sudden
the mountains fell down
Even the sky frown.
The Red River dried and
"That's how I died"
Said the child......
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Beautifully done
I love this kind of sad poems
Keep it up brother
Thank you
Well penned. Such an appropriately tragic fable for this fall season.
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