As the snow melts, the creek rises, <br /> the sweet sight of this is no surprise. <br />As the water starts to run and roll, <br /> the sweet sound of this; truly consoles. <br /> <br />As the sun shines on the water and sand, <br /> it sparkles like gold running through my hands. <br />The water is as yellow as a morning rose, <br /> the beauty of all this; you should behold. <br />You don't always see such a sight, <br /> and the soothing sounds are a sweet delight. <br />As I open my eye's and my heart, <br /> sweet scenes like this will never part. <br />As the water rolls over the rocks; so smoothe, <br /> the calmness of it all truly soothes. <br />It washes away all my bad memories, <br /> it helps my emotion's to feel at ease. <br /> <br />If you never open your heart to feel this, <br /> you will never realize what you have missed. <br />Because it soothes your soul so deep, <br /> these are memories only you can keep. <br /> <br />(@1995-Poem #113)<br /><br />Linda Freeman (Lamb)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wondering-creek/