GREEN HARMONY

The ripping blue-green waters flew through her heart,
Yet the sad weeping willows are a beautiful work of art.
The lily pad float peacefully down the flowing water falls,
And to every early ear dawn calls.
But as the day passes, the dark creeps into the depths of
The forest
And you can hear the rivers flowing chorus.
The bridge so old and the trees are creaking,
While the water is so slowly leaking.
It is such a peaceful place, quiet and
Disturbed by nothing
But the sound of the river flowing.