She sits and stares at the river,
     it rushes by like the
     memories of her life.
     The waters flow
     continually moving
     and changing,
     swirling.
     Sometimes the waters
     race along in
     torrid rapids,
     and flow
     into calm seas.
     The waters
     ever changing
     just like the rivers
     of her life,
     moving on,
     slowing,
     lingering,
     and once again
     racing along.
     Each new current
     gives strength
     as it flows
     into the rivers......
     of life.