Flowing Thoughts by the Flowing River opus 4
| 1 July 2019 1200 Hours | | Romance, Love, Poetry |
There she was, seated facing the river!
I knew it was she, because of her white car.
I turned in to park and she turned towards me
I was glad to have found her.
She welcomed me with food and tea;
I threw in my hummus and Brie.
She is always perfect in her hostessing.
Then we started to talk for real, for the first time.
When it was time to depart
And I was driving home,
I felt cleansed and satisfied and washed clean.
She has such a wonderful effect upon me.
Contentment has invaded my being
From this magical river time.