Songs by the River


 

An acoustic feeling surrounded by a choir of craft’s people…touting their wares.

An accompaniment of black as, ice, scenic byways.

All the seasons we should have sung about…but never did.

All the winters that fell about…but no longer live.

These songs of yesterday…independent and playing by the river.

These songs of yesterday…are taken day by day.

 

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