by Cecilia S. Angeles
Little Stream forever gliding on
By our cozy Woodland happy home
Oft with you our souls in dreamland soar
As you splash, you swirl, you hum and roar.
Journey's path disturbed by naughty rocks,
Mighty stones and towering tree trunks,
Herbs and ferns, green vines and hedges thick
Blocking little stream at Woodland Hills.
'Gainst these ods you skip, you turn and lash
All the rocks, the stones and tall tree trunks.
Swiftly merging now with other streams
Underneath a wooden bridge it seems.
Hooting owls and chirping birds above
Whining pines. breeze rusting songs of love
These melodious sounds they blend with you
Little winding stream, forever flow.
Sing a song of life's eternal joy
Serenade the twain* by night or day
Natures's music stir amongst mankind
And with God recapture peace of mind.
*Dedicated to Peter & Oochie
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