A Fishermans Poem
The river runs so wild and free.
Tell us all what chooses thee.
Flooding up or giving fish.
Granting us our favourite wish.
The river runs so wild and free.
Tell us all what is to be.
Running small or runnning wide.
Will there be a place to hide.
The river runs so wild and free.
What is it you`re telling me.
Should we go or should we wait.
Throwing in the best of bait.
The river runs so wild and free.
In the valley will you be.
You have run for many years.
Drying all of heavens tears.
Copyright © Per Martin Steen | Year Posted 2015
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