along the river
the sides slope forever

as the waters gush
in such a rush

over the rocks it rips
the smooth surface as it dips

creating white waves
lasting for days

water continues to flow
within its created row

only few things can hinder
making it vulnerable and tender

winter cold freezes it to ice
making a sturdy bridge so nice

sometimes a fallen tree
blocks its way free

for it may become a beavers home
that needs it and then some

going down its curvy road
waiting for more stories to unfold

-Jennie Nawrocki