Many towns started on a
River. As the town grew
It became a city which is
Where many of us live.
I don’t know what it is,
But the river holds an
Attraction for us that
Draws us to its banks
And be hypnotized
By its waves.
Tag: stream
Flying High
Flying over the forest the
Drone looks down on the
Green canopy stretching
For miles around
Then it dips down and finds
A stream and flies along the
Stream bed under the canopy
Of the trees exploring the
Unknown
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