RIVERBANK
RIVERBANK
The river of life flows fast toward the weir
This scene is now reality, not a pantomime
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near
Is that sweet music that you can now hear
It is calling softly with a melody so sublime
The river of life flows fast toward the weir
There are now only memories to hold dear
As recent years pass, they no longer rhyme
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near
Be resigned to one’s fate, then shed a tear
The underworld is calling, no need to climb
The river of life flows fast toward the weir
Shared understanding as others gather here
In the distance, can you hear the bell chime
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near
With no more to be done, it would appear
The beginning of the end, now is your time
The river of life flows fast toward the weir
So smile for the ferryman as he draws near
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2024
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