At the Creeks edge

In a far away land

There's a village inside a court

With an open door policy

Where everyone knows your name

So they left her there where

The edge became less steep

And

She slid down on her side

Into the Creek

Adventures with cousins

Picking flowers for hours

With the daughter of

A neighbor named Mary Lu

Eyes keeping close watch

Through kitchen windows

In a far away land

There's a village inside a court

With an open door policy

Where everyone knew her name

So, they called her in at dinner time

Where she slipped into

Her bed and began to pray

Eyes wide open pretending to sleep

Giggling with cousins

Forgetting to dream

Carried away in the waves of

the creek