Onward, Onward to the Sea
White mountain tops begin your flow
With a trickle from the melting snow,
O'er rugged rock you glide and spray
Gathering momentum on your way
Cascading over rock-face steep
Down your singing waters sweep
Plunging to wide valleys green
With alternating flash and gleam
Gurgling, rippling streamlet growing
Ever wider as you're flowing
On through plain and field and wood
Here a rapid, there a flood,
Past town and hamlet, hill and glen,
Under bridges made by men,
Meandering through the countryside
Your silver ribbons twist and glide
And so you journey constantly
Until at last you reach the sea.
Great river who would guess that you
From a simple mountain trickle grew?
YOU ARE READING
Simple Rhymes - By Ruby N Ramsell
PuisiThis is the first collection of poems that my great grandma wrote, I never knew her, she passed before I was born. There are two booklets of poems that she authored, the second of which is dated 1995, I believe the first was printed a couple of year...
