The Rivulet

Cold frosty water flows quickly
The Wind through my hair the water pulls me in
As I lay on the bank the frosty black and gray pebbles roll back down
As I walk home to the crackling fire
I remember the green trees, the frosty water and the leaves on the ground
I see myself in summer swimming down the stream
My dog greets me with kisses and love
My home is here by the quiet bank
That night as I lay my head down I think of all the flowers blooming in the sunlight
As I move the pillow close to my head, I fall asleep once again.