Rushing water

This one , this one belong to the rushing water
I think, and the feeling of the waterfall
Falling through your fingertip
She is the sound of the river
Flowing undulating down its path
Dancing under the light of sun
The water moves
And the path changes and
She continues on,
Carving her way through the rough earth
For she is a force
One to be reckoned with
She may not look like it at first glance
But she is powerful
And she fight for those whom
She cares about
She always will
But then again
She is kind
She is joyous like a flowing stream
Having power to brighten the day
Just by walking in
She is cool water on warm summer day
The feeling of relief from the heat
Her river is led by her heart
And it will never point her wrong
She has rough day
When she wanted to disappear
But still she held herself up
She is me you and Every other females you know