Excerpt from Always A River to Cross by Josephine Pollard
There's always a river to cross
Always an effort to make
If there's anything to win
Any rich prize to take
Yonder's the fruit we crave
Yonder's the charming scene
But deep and wide
With a troubled tide
Is the River that lies between
Always an effort to make
If there's anything to win
Any rich prize to take
Yonder's the fruit we crave
Yonder's the charming scene
But deep and wide
With a troubled tide
Is the River that lies between
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