A babbling brook
Creek bed
A rope swing
Juice boxes and daring things
Sandwiches that stick to my teeth
The sun gleams on the trees' peak
As it burns my cheeks a rosy pink
Laughter bubbles on top of lake stream
A current present moment
Happiness
It's how things ought to be
The sun sets and skies darkened
My skin kissed as it says goodbye
See you next mornin'
Live for today's current
And river flowing moments
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