Memories Washed Away
By Ruby F
The river rushed past
Going as fast as a whooshing wind
All its memories washed away
I am there praying
It won’t happen to me any day
I can’t just hope
I need to cope
Because my memories are hanging by a rope
The hills are on a slope
But they say nope as if it’s an imagination but
Their memories are sliding like a bar of soap
I’m a tree
I want to be free
But no one will agree
No one will guarantee
I’m trapped by a gate
With no more fate