Daniel Larson Poet Rhyme

24 Hours

Move onwards to the river’s edge
     as the flow of time goes by,
Catch the last of the passing breeze
     before those waters run dry.

The rusting chains of yesteryear
     should be left upon the ground,
Let spirits travel to the west
     on roads of the freedom bound.

When everything falls into place
     comes the hour for to rest,
And as the children drift away
     pray they may be forever blessed.

Paint pictures on the rolling clouds
     that carry the dreams of youth;
Draw circles around the words
     which capture the lines of truth.

Then wake within the morning’s light
     and give thanks for the day to come;
Yet look back to that river’s edge
     to recall the life been done.

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