The river

 

Towards the town it flows

Holding its own

Each fishes home

 

Rolling gently in from its mother, the sea

It travels over hill and dale, through villages and towns

Veering a course from east to west, with its clear blue water

Everyone from fish to human likes its company , traversing the

Rocks and pebbles along the way

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