Rivers

From the mountain, It flows down
To the sea where his friends are found
But it flows happily like a music of song
Its water goes to become lake or to become pond
Its water goes to farm which helps to grow corns
It flows in the forest between the trees
It makes the forest beautiful which everybody like to see
It never stops whether it is night or day
Going to the sea, It is daily routine of his
But it never says I will stop and not do this.