Lakes, rivers, streams and ponds
Rolling over rocks
Falling from the sky
Walked in, and driven through
Mixed with powder and baked
Flushed down the toilet
These are all the same
Different forms
Solid, gaseous and liquid
It saves lives
It destroys many more
We look for it on distant planets
Without it we are dead
WATER. WATER. WATER.
This precious quantity surrounds us all.
It is joyous to bathe in .
The pleasure of riding on it, held aloft upon a righteous ride.
Hopefully it will be with us for a long time
Treat it well.
