Just three words

If wishes were tears
then weep my river, flow,
down from the mountains,
on through the valley
and into your darksome sea—
where, God help me,
if I could, I would drown.
I would drown.

Thank you for reading Just three words. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed it and I humbly appreciate your visiting the Book of Pain. As always, I look forward to your comments.

The photograph was taken on the Quinebaug River, in my hometown of Putnam, CT. To see my photography blog, please visit the Book of Bokeh.

john

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