As If You Are Nothing But Good

Little, little riverside stream
You water my dreams

Giving fresh flower in the Spring
All that new life your help brings
Flowing on through Summer
Carrying gold for our rings

Catching fallen leaves in Autumn
Many colors you now carry
Freeze you won’t in the chill of Winter
Changing you of this I won’t worry

J.R. Thomas
Copyright August 12,2007

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