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THE RIVER
The river rolls with angry waves, crashing to the beach. Amidst the turmoil stands a girl. She seems so out of reach. To each side stands a person extending helping hands. The water rushes at her knees. Poor girl can hardly stand.
She knows not how she got there, but in agony she cries. She turns to each One reaching, tears flooding from her eyes. On one side stands a man so strong, eager to help her out. The torrent gushes around her, but still she hears him shout.
"Reach for Me, My little one, I promise to be there." The girl stands lost in terror, such as there's no compare. "Honey, hang on please," comes the cry from the other side. The girl turns at the familiar voice, her green eyes open wide.
The other reaching out to her, a Lady filled with grace. She too looks at the troubled water, terror on her face. The girl must choose which way to go. she must decide her fate. The decision weighs upon her, but time it will not wait.
Life is filled with troubled waters, with decisions we don't like. But it rages on around us, filling our lives with strife. Sometimes we have to take the chance, make for that shore. Make the choice of where happiness lies. Keep looking out for more.
No matter what the choice you make, I hope you know I'm there. The waters may rush around you. But don't forget I care. And if the hands you reach to, turn out not to be mine. I will still be watching out for you, true love is hard to find.
I've walked those troubled waters. I've stood there where you are. You only have to reach for me. I've not gone very far. My love for you will keep you safe, if only in my heart. I will stand here on the shore eternally. I've been here from the start.
You can try to make it on your own. I've seen it done before. Security and love are hard to find on this world anymore. Friendships are made forever to help us all to stand. When the river threatens to carry us away, we don't always have command.
The river is the sea of life. The girl could be you or me. It doesn't only come for slaves. It threatens even the free. But with the help of an aiding hand each one of us can live. We all have love inside of us. Just aching for us to give.
The simple touch of a helping hand can help us reach the shore. To help us keep our footing. Give us a future to look forward for. I reach out my hand to you. You have only to grab a hold. One step then another, into the future yet untold.
There's no stopping the river til we have taken our last breath. We still have so much life to live. No one can guess our death. With our friends around us, I know we will see it through. For the words rushing over the waves repeat, "Remember I love you."
~*~THE END~*~
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