We run to the river

the one in the forest

We run to the river

where we always play

We raced to the river

through the house

out the backdoor

into the woods

over the creek

and down the hill

The hill where you tripped and fell

You fell down and hit the ground

And rolled to the river

The river water now stained with red

as I hold you close

I walk to our river

to meet up with your stone

of where you now lay...