Forgotten I haven't, those of us who've made the pledge
To seek the rises on the ledge
As we cruise the water's edge...among such beauty.
Forgotten I haven't, O' creature of flash and speckled brown
Giving life to our imagined crown
As we work the stream bed down...into our past.
Forgotten I haven't, those who pine among the blogs
Sweeping streamers, chucking frogs
Floating dries in search of hogs below the fading sun...
I'm only busy in the now
Wondering how the water plows
Past the rocks and runs of memory...
Spring is but a song away...I'll meet you on the banks
Together we'll give thanks
That nothing is truly ever...
You bring the beer.