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Mississippi River

I am the heart of many long lost souls.  

I am a river with heart ache and joy.

I am a blur from the highway.

I am berries in the fall.

I am rocks beneath the rushing, cascading water.

I am a river.

I am a comfort to someone having a bad day.

Where the water never stops flowing between the jagged rocks.

I am memories and kindness.

I am lonely in old age.

I am grasping to my ways.

I am a river.

I am Nick’s trophy fish.

I am hidden behind the Pennys store.

I am an old barge under the misty water.

I am hope.

I am a river…. 
South bound.

I wrote this poem in middle school with no foresight of the trip.