THE RIVER ON THE MOON

The river flows every so slowly
White is the water in it
And green is the air that surrounds it
No one has ever been there but me
And now I am back, I have seen
The water that’s white and the air ever so green
Now here nothing seems special anymore
Both the water so cold and the air so fresh
Nothing inspires me to go on anymore
Maybe it was the colour I needed I must go back
To the river on the moon ……….