River Bank

Along the lonely river back
Where the trees would tower tall
And the earth beneath the sunken stems
Painted brown amongst the fall

Along the lonely river bank
There was shade within each step
A child waiting on the shore
While the clouds above him wept

Along the lonely river bank
The lonely child sat down
He found comfort in his whereabouts
And company made no sound

poem by Eloise Crowther
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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