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
