The Neva

The Neva calls my name daily
Its water flows in my soul
Missing it drives me crazy
And leaving it behind took a toll

Warm and welcoming in the Summer
Cold and frozen in Winter
It is a river of such wonder
It makes my spine shiver

It holds St Petersburg in its arms
Embracing a city of culture and arts
How can you ignore its charms?
A rive that heals broken hearts.