Friday, September 7, 2012

Floating On A Raft




Floating On A Raft

Floating on a rickety old raft
The water flows around me
Silently it creates small eddies
The water reflects the trees on the shore
Such peace only miles from the city
Could this be the Eden God promised?
If it is I never want to leave
Let the city go on its hectic way
Please allow them to die at their own pace
I just want to float here on my raft
Looking at the sky and dreaming
I don't want to go back

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