WHERE DID THE POETRY GO

Where did the poetry go?

Last time I had 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