WHERE DID THE POETRY GO

Where did the poetry go?
Last time I had it, it was in my soul
It was a river of words
With all the emotional twist and turns
The waters ran deep
From time to time, I would wade at the shores
And feel the gentle flow

As time went by, my life has changed
Didn't have time
To go to the river to wade
But one day when I have the chance
I'll go back to wade

The river has changed
The same as I have changed
The waters of those days long gone by
Now I must find where those waters have gone
Just like the poetry flowing from my soul

©2011 Thomas Dooley