The river travels through the land
And out into the sea;
If only it could bear the dead
And bring you back to me
We’d travel off into the blue,
And far away from shore:
But we all go where we must go,
And you’ll be back
No more
The river travels through the land
And out into the sea;
If only it could bear the dead
And bring you back to me
We’d travel off into the blue,
And far away from shore:
But we all go where we must go,
And you’ll be back
No more
Reblogged this on A Whispered Wind and commented:
The deep felt tragedy of this;
“If only it could bear the dead
And bring you back to me”
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