stopping by the river on November 9, 2025

A poem

By Gabriel HuizengaPublished 10 months ago • 1 min read

The depths of me are stirred

and something brought nearer the surface

as I look out upon

the rain upon and the wind crossing

wide waters.

Twas for love of words that I first joined this site:

Poetry, especially, and dear short stories too;

For to live one's best is to read, and to write!

So find me in words here, and I'll find you 💙

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Written by Gabriel Huizenga