A Beatiful Place To Be
The creek running so far and wide,
It never had a place to run and hide.
The creek water, so very clear and cool,
Feels so much better than being in a pool.
The banks and trees being so very beautiful and green,
The most beautifulest place I have ever seen.
Walking through that cool and refreshing water,
Behind me, here come my mother and father.
In this beautiful place there is an old oak tree,
Under it on blanket, are my parents and me.
The sky is oh so pretty, beautiful and blue,
I look over at them and say "mom,dad I Love You".
The sun shining oh so very warm and bright,
Making this day being so very special and right.
Being here with the best people I know,
We want to stay here in this pretty place and not go.
I want to remember this day as long as I live,
This moment, I always want them to give.
I will take my one and only child here,
Telling her the water is always so cool and clear.
If it wasn't such a pretty and beautiful day,
This wonderful and pretty place wouldn't come my way.
Copyright © Angela Slade | Year Posted 2010
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