Stride...

Down by the riverside,
lies a secret spot I try to hide.
It's where the water ride,
where it is both deep and wide.
There lies a boat that's tied.
Waiting for the coming tide.
This is where I've lived and died.
Brought down by my love and pride.
All I know is I've never lied.
Always been a just guide.
This is where I found and lost my bride.
She drowned, but I tried and tried.
But she is left inside,
and her memory will never subside.
I wonder why there was a divide?
Between me and her. Who did decide?
This I in you confide.
Here the beach where she sat beside.
This the riverside where I once cried.


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