Follow me along the stream
in the sunny morning glow,
where the birds like to dance while
fighting off the marching ants,
and the subtle rapids flow….
smothering the polished stones.
antelopes slowly graze
until they are in a grassy maze.
Squirrels, chasing fluffy tails while
on the mystic stony trail,
fishes flutter in the claws
of an isolated hawk,
grandpa bear with giant paw
marks his address on the bark.
In the sunny morning glow,
follow me along the stream.
By Kenroy Freckleton
Source: AllpoetryAllpoetry