The river.

The river is lonely,

As it runs past,

New friends constantly leaving me,

Why do they leave?

Why do they go?

It’s lonely here,

Waiting for the river to stop,

But it always goes,

Leaving me alone,

Forever.

One day I give up, 

I let the river take me,

I snap my roots and let go,

Where will the river take me?

Then I notice something,

My friends are staying with me,

I don’t care where this takes me,

I am with my friends finally,

Now I’m ready for the end.