Four Story Poem

Four Story Poem First, a young girl, excited, exploding with joy Too much love is dangerous She worked at a fireworks factory It blew up with all that energy along with her So much for too much love Second, a river became twisted and fell Drunk with water that made it dizzy It was young, not familiar with meandering But like all good rivers going down It found its depth and did not drown Third, there was an old lady walking around Always looked down as people watched her They accused her of being sad and senile She smiled inside her soul Saying prayers for them as she bowed low Fourth, fireworks aftermath fell to the river Floated with material and young girl parts The old prayer lady dropped a flower in As the river turned around the friendly bend Growing larger, rolled on to the natural end