The river has dried up long ago.
There's nothing but an empty bed
where blue, cool water used to flow.
The emotions are gone now,
dried up like the river.
The flow has been blocked,
filled with rocks and pebbles.
The emotions that were once
flowing in the river of my soul
now lie buried beneath
the parched and cracking soil.
Where green lush vegetation
once did fill my mind with glee
The naked broken branches now
lie scattered in the wilderness
of my barren thorn-filled heart.
But nature has a way of changing.
What's barren may become fertile.
Love has a way of healing
even the desert of a soul.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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