Cold water flows
Around her little feet
Kicking and laughing,
Gurgling, splashing.
A gentle breeze blows
Through her long curls
Pointing and asking,
Drifting, whispering.
One hand steers
Across the valley of water
Turning and correcting,
Meandering, unfolding.
Life-long friends
The wonder of nature
Together today
And every ‘morrow.
Picture of Beaver Lake
Music by Sleepy Fish