All Is Well
Well is my name.
Water is why people came.
When the sun is high, nothing dries around me.
Up, Down
Up, Down
Up, Down
Up, Down
Up, Down
With a rope or string, water is taken from me.
Just come to me whenever you need me!
Copyright © Clifford Villalon | Year Posted 2022
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