River echo

By the river softly running,
By the green and leafy banks,
Her song can still be heard
Echoing upon the waters.

“Hiding and seeking
Are you a-seeking?
Here I am hiding,
Come to me finding.”

“Come and find me,
Come and seek me,
Follow me, follow me,
To where I might be.”

On the banks we used to play,
Running riot all the day,
Swimming and sliding,
Seeking, hiding,

Until the spring waters
Of melted, icy snow
Flooded the plains
And swept her away.

Here I am sitting
By the river waters
Listening to the echo
Of her voice still calling.

“Hiding and seeking
Are you a-seeking?
Here I am hiding,
Come to me finding.”

“Come and find me,
Come and seek me,
Follow me, follow me,
To where I might be.”