Tuesday, March 21, 2017

River

















I named my daughter River
her eyes are bright and shine
and sometimes when I look at her
I can't believe she's mine.

But she's an angel I'm only borrowing
her love's not just for me
and someday too soon I know
I'll have to set her free.

For now I'll hold her in my arms
and sing her lullabies
until she's ready for the world
and spreads her wings and flies.

~Becky Robbins

Photo: "Spring Stream", South Bridgton, Maine, by Becky Robbins.

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