Lawrence Hall
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A Boyhood Friend Goes to the River
My soul has grown deep like the rivers
-Langston Hughes
His son visited him in hospital every day
The father told the son, “I need to go to the river”
And so they left the hospital; they sat on the bank
They watched the river, they talked to the waters
They listened to the waters and the winds
One more lesson from the river, the eternal flow
The growing-up river, the teaching river
The river, their father-and-son river
One day, in silence, his spirit slipped away
And crossed over the river forever
