Why the River was Weeping.

I walked along a river bank.
I heard the water rushing by,
it sounded like,
weeping and weeping.

But I continued to the Garden of love.
I found it beautiful and green.

In the middle was a small home,
that I had never seen.

When I knocked upon the door,
a sound came "You can not enter!"

And so I cried and then I sat on the river bank and I knew
why the river was weeping.