BY THE CREEK IS WHERE I DREAM

                    BY THE CREEK,

                  IS WHERE I DREAM


Away from everyday, away from what is always seen,


 To a place of peace by the water, where the grass 
 Is green.

 Birds of song dance in the sky, here in solitude, 
 This is I,

 A giant oak tree that's as old as many night skies, 
 By the creek.

 Myself searching for a dream come true, seeking in my 
 Reflection,

 In the still water a face of a man staring at me, what 
 Does he see?

 By the creek is where I dream, lost wishes sleep at 
 The bottom,

 This always working mind tries desperately to awaken 
 Them.

 I'm a different sort of man now, lessons of mistakes 
 Learned,

 Taught by what and the who of that which is gone away,


 Lessons learned from the no more, by the creek, by the 
 Creek.

                      Keith Garrett. 

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