ROCK MY SOUL - "The River" (copyright hohenzoller(n))

                                                                 THE RIVER

                                                          The river in the winter
                                                          Is damaging and cruel
                                                          I question oft the wisdom
                                                          Of choosing this as home.
                                                          The slab of this foundation
                                                          Cold as a mountain tomb
                                                          I fear I live some verses scribed
                                                          By Edgar Allen Poe.
                                                          In brutal months of summer
                                                          When heat does make me swoon
                                                           I glorify the river,
                                                           It keeps my dwelling cool.
                                                           I find myself forgiving
                                                           The pervasive damping autumn
                                                           Surrounding everything in dew
                                                           As I breathe the summer night time
                                                           And savor its' sweet cool
                                                           And think perhaps it's worth it
                                                           Til flood and damp and icings
                                                           And the winter come
                                                           Too soon.

                                                            Pegi