Someone I love is slipping away Isabella Paracca
Tell a tale of victory Of something we can feel Float along the river Don’t come back for me The fish will tell you stories Let them reel you in Convincing each other to stay Underwater when it freezes Take it from me When late fall shouts its frosty gales And the feeling sets in They’ll ask you to stay There are ghosts in the forest And spirits in the creek The fishes’ sweet whispers Compel your mind to sleep And when the hope that I feel for you Draws upon its finals stores I’ll wait there on the ice To drag you to shore
143 | Spring 2022