Poem -
The Creek
Beautiful flowers sway in the breeze,
A winding creek leading down to the seas.
Childrenβs laughter filling the air,
Innocent and unknowing of what the future will bear.
Flowers will wilt, creeks will dry,
Children grow up, dreams will die.
Memories fade, washed away by the rain,
Long forgotten, the creek remains.
Oh how wonderful it would be,
To go back to a time when fun was free.
With beautiful flowers that sway in the breeze,
And winding creeks that lead to the sea.
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WOW!! MEG!!.....this is a gorgeous write......with a perfect sense of rhythm and timing that blooms within the confines of the chosen rhyme scheme......helping the intent to burst through into the minds-eye of the reader.....that most observant awareness that all things come and go....and that within that understanding there is a powerful sense of freedom and beauty to be found......ALL STARS!!.....well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered!!......WELCOME to COSMO dear poet sister!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ??β΄β΄?β΄β΄β€
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Omg thank you so much!!
Such sweet, wonderfully written sentiments expressed here, Meg.
Who wouldn't want to travel back to those happier, halcyon days of their youth?
No worries, no bills to pay, and heartbreak as yet to be discovered.
Beautiful imagery created in such a short poem.
Wonderfully well written.
It reads magnificently aloud.
~Dean Kuch β₯β«βͺβ₯β«
I didn't expect responses like this, thank you!!!
Really?
Well, you should have, it's a fabulous poem.
My pleasure, Meg.
~Dean ?
Short yet sweet, much like the most precious moments in this world as you described in your poem. Happy writing!
Very well written, i can feel the verse as i write similar, and love the story xo
Faith
thank you!!