Peaceful Moments
As I walked through the forest of green,
I heard sounds of a nearby creek, a stream.
The smell of moisture filled the air,
And to hold it back,
I could hardly bare.
I entered the trees on the other side,
there were frogs croaking, and fish swimming,
taking the stream for a ride.
The clear water was cool, it's true,
The next time I go, I'll be taking you too.
Copyright © Robert Pacheco | Year Posted 2008
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