A Stream Where I Used To Play
I walked along a stream one day
where as a child I did play
As I walked it seemed the stream did say
where have you been my dear old friend
I have been living in the world of men
where there is little time for streams
and so too little time for dreams
The stream replied this world I know
tis the place where all the children go
They go off to that world of men
seldom to return again
I came back
was my reply
though many a season has passed us by
And so you have
said the stream
though this be
simply a dream
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