Walk Beside The Creek

Jake Allen Sharp

I walk beside a shallow creek

The broken steps of the meek

I hear the water on the rocks

Cascading down as I walk

The air is cool upon my face

I look around at this place

I see a line of leafless trees

Like my lifeless memories

I walk beside this winter stream

The path of a broken dream

Footsteps of the weak

Echo up from the creek

I walk along and I find

Things that were left behind

What is it that I seek?

As I walk beside the creek

Like skeletons from the past

Things that were and didn’t last

Leaves frozen on the ground

I listen to the cracking sound

As they crumble under my feet

My emptiness feels complete

Empty and cold and gray

Like everything has gone away

I walk beside this winter stream

The path of a broken dream

Footsteps of the weak

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