That Day by the River

Photograph by James L. Snyder

That Day by the River

That day I fell in love by the river
Dusk filtered through cottonwood trees
All these years I’ll never forgive her
For letting me see how it should be

Every marriage by her is measured
Every May frays and withers
Oh how we lay untaken untethered
That day I fell in love by the river

That day I fell in love by the river
A tributary above the Missouri
I walk by a creek and I am delivered
to cottonwood trees and I’m in no hurry

To return to today so there I remain
Soft kisses  waters whisper
Night fell it began to rain
That day I fell in love by the river

Thanks to Dave Ferland – check out his fantastic work here.