Many a time,
when I was a child
And when I
grew up,
You be finding
me sittin' or standin'
By a little stream,
imagining it to be
A river or an
ocean,
When I be all
by meself.
I be stickin'
me fingers,
Or me toes, or
more
Into the water
and feel her
Swirl a hug
around me.
She'd gurgle
and whisper
A song so
softly,
It would slide
Into me heart,
Into me core,
Into me soul,
Embracing I
love yous
All through
me.
And then she'd
giggle
And invite me
to play.
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