Water

I’m drinking
An ice-cold glass of water
It was given by the Father

It’s very refreshing
The colder the better
I drink it in all weather

I am known
To guzzle a 64-ounce glass
Then my thirst shall pass

My mouth
Gets parched
I need my water chilled

I shall drink
Frosty water all-day
I want it without delay

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2024