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Ode to Grandmother's Creek
September 29, 2021
The creek at the end of the lane is where I always preferred to spend a summer day,
It’s small and sunny, filled with singing wildlife like bees, birds, and a bunny,
The way the light filtered through the towering trees, the way it smelled of a perfect summer breeze,
The creek was a sight to behold, with its vibrant wildflowers and colorful mold,
I would play in the stream, muddy and happy as can be,
But then school would come around, and the stream would dry up, revealing the ground,
I grew up in the creek, and I am terribly sad to leave,
But I know the magical habitat will grant more children a wonderful time,
I promise you that.
© Tyler B., Luther, OK
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Although the creek still exists today, Claire still longs for the days she would spend splashing in its shallow waters. This is a rewrite of a poem high school senior Claire wrote way back in fifth grade, and one of her mother's personal favorites.