Ma baby lives across de river
An' I ain't got no boat.
She lives across de river.
I ain't got no boat.
I ain't a good swimmer
An' I don't know how to float.
Wide, wide river
'Twixt ma love an' me.
Wide, wide river
'Twixt ma love an' me.
I never knowed how
Wide a river can be.
Got to cross that river
An' git to ma baby somehow.
Cross that river,
Git to ma baby somehow—
Cause if I don't see ma baby
I'll lay down an' die right now.
3 comments:
Cara,
I can only imagine your frustration and loneliness while you wait for Dustin and Moses. We love you and look forward to the day when you and your family are together at last.
Dad P.
That is a beautiful poem, Cara. I loved it!
The river will always seem too wide until you do get to the other side. But hopefully the tears and agony of waiting will dissipate as the wind whispers the good news that your heart has been harboring for all these many, many months. May an inner peace be heard over the agony of the waiting game.
Love you and can't wait to see you on Sunday!!!
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