A little one sits by the river,
Playing carefree in the sun,
Laughing and delighting
This child is having fun.
The river flows onward and wild,
A gentle lullaby it sings,
As its secrets the child slowly uncovers
Its beauty the child never tires of seeing.
The water sparkles and glitters,
A magical place in the child’s eyes,
Soaring in its depths,
Where the child will remain for some time.
Written by Chatsonic