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