Flowing Well

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Squealing with delight

I ran to the well

 

Sitting in the 

Church yard

It was a 

point of pride

 

The cold clear water

continually bubbling

from the deep underground

had been there for 

centuries

 

Holding me in his

strong arms

Daddy lifted me 

to the water 

 

Drinking deep

I wondered what

it would be like

to dive into that

huge bubbling well

and see what was

on the other end

 

Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

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