My Life
I
trickled
quietly,
a fresh sweet stream,
then gushed with glee through
my youth; meeting my mate,
I joined with him to become
a parent river. Steadily
we flow, sometimes over rocks, rushing
to our finality - the endless sea.
Sept. 28, 2019 for Silent One's Story Of My Life In Ten Lines Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2019
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