POEM: Inexorable Posted on August 17, 2020 by B Gourley I stare into a rushing stream. For me, time flows as in a dream. But the stream knows only one flow — its tune an endless allegro. Lord willing -n- the creek don’t run dry. Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc. Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp MoreShare on TumblrTweet Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
I really enjoyed this post. The stram knows one flow is really true
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