"Small Beginnings"

I got to see a river

A mighty one I hear

It starts out just a trickle

That's just knee deep or near

I stood beside that "trickle"

And thought about the day

I've crossed that mighty river

Along her distant ways

I've crossed her in St. Louis

Dubuque and New Orleans

I've crossed her in the daylight

And night time too it seems

But never thought I'd stand there

To see that trickle run

To see her small beginnings

To know what's just begun

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-about visit to Itasca State park in MN to see headwaters of Mississippi River-