River Line

It was a large spin eddy swirling just aside the banks 
that still allowed the river to flow unrestrained and free. 
Bobby Hill and me had run away that day tired of rules 
stifling us being polywogs splashing til chill set in 
we gave in, sure they would miss us so we went home again.



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five line River Line
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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