Beginning
Soft splash as she enters the water
The river licks the grass flavored banks
Sunlight glistens off her wet, gray back
And leaves me enchanted
How can I begin to tell her
What she means to me
That she's warmer than the sunshine
More comforting than a willow tree
How can I begin to hope
That she feels these feeling, too
It's so difficult for us
I wonder what the animals do?
hummmmm excellent poem and great question .....what do animals do??? I think for them things are less complex .....hehehe and they say we are the smart one hummmm
stay safe :o)