Water

Flowing down the stream
Hoping to one day reach a river
Just another pipe dream
In the coldness of the shiver

Debris stopping the flow
But you learn to fight back
Creating an ox bow
Your water won't turn slack

The stream is at the end
Now it is the river
You will battle any challenges they send
You can answer what they deliver

Flood, debris, mud
Fishermen throw their lines
Spilling the fishes blood
Pollution of the river, no fishing say the signs

Finally to the sea
The vast oceans
The water has run free
The world's own liquid potions