A River Runs Through It

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Turquoise river

carries with it that far-away, high-above smell of the mountains.

A silvery fish and polished pebbles,

willow trees swaying in the wind.

I put down my little basket of elderberries and

roll up my thin old pants.

My feet numb from the cold,

my pants soaked through and through,

yet I continue to stand in the waters,

hoping

they might wash away my garbage too.

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4 Responses to A River Runs Through It

  1. janez says:

    ne,no! Odlična, ampak zaključek mi ni všeč. Bistveno bolj bi mi sedlo:
    ..might bring down more joy and happiness

  2. Flora says:

    Lepa! Sem jo twitnila!

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