By Granite Creek (2012 song for New Years)
The slosh of the water
the creek like my heart
Running quiet, peacefully
Has no end or start
Angel's hair like magic
strands of heaven down
Turns to slime on fingers
To water on the ground
Winter
Sunshine
His hand
Holds mine
by the
Granite Creek
Leaves brown and crinkled
begging for the sun
Vines snarled and tangled
against the brook's gentle run
Mud cakes my sneakers
Thick and weighs my feet
Wasp nest under tree bark
Abandoned from no heat
Winter
Sunshine
His Hand
Holds mine
by the
Granite Creek
Smile of a child
makes a perfect man
here by the creek
where his and my heart ran
the creek like my heart
Running quiet, peacefully
Has no end or start
Angel's hair like magic
strands of heaven down
Turns to slime on fingers
To water on the ground
Winter
Sunshine
His hand
Holds mine
by the
Granite Creek
Leaves brown and crinkled
begging for the sun
Vines snarled and tangled
against the brook's gentle run
Mud cakes my sneakers
Thick and weighs my feet
Wasp nest under tree bark
Abandoned from no heat
Winter
Sunshine
His Hand
Holds mine
by the
Granite Creek
Smile of a child
makes a perfect man
here by the creek
where his and my heart ran