My Creek Is Flowing Faster
With snow we received just yesterday
The sun is melting it away today
Two small birds one black the other white
Both drifting down this creek
One ducks under looking for food
The other not a care in the world
Watching nature is such a delight
While others watch television out of sight
This fast moving creek makes sounds of soft thunder
Roaring down over theses rocks I wonder
How powerful water can be
Yet theses two birds float gentle down stream
Neither one watching TV
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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