Woolshed Creek
By Elijah M
As the water trickles by I remember the fish you once held
Your scenic green rolling hills remind me of when I once laid there
Your crystal clear water lights up in the golden sun
Your gentle breeze sways the long whippy grass side to side
The adventures I’ve had are countless
The thick blackberry bushes I’ve hiked through
The green paddocks hold many cows that go moo!
The cold crisp air whacks me in the face
The smell of the sweet country air engulfs your nose
As the sun sets down the mountain I look back on my memories that are unforgettable.