Rivers Like Mothers Are Forever.

The river always reminds me of my mother

Even on sad, overcast days - she is beautiful

I look down to the river - and I "see" my mother

As I watch the charcoal sky lightens

and the river appears

smooth as glass

The sky is a hundred mixes of grey and somewhere

above that mottled ceiling

the sun struggles to break through

Those colours reflected in the river are amazing;

The river always reminds me of my mother

and she is beautiful