Tranquil and clean
my childhood’s
mysterious big river
still flows in the woods.
Home of crayfish
host of numerous picnics
and fishing trips
half a mile from the house.
Completely unaware
of its transformation
to a little stream
just because I grew up.
TINY LESSONS BLOG 
I adore your poetry…amazing how different we see things as we grow up.
It is truly amazing…for me and my sister this “river” was huge and very mysterious when we were children. Now we walked by it last week and I snapped photos of this beautiful little stream 🙂
What a sweet stream. I love how you express the change in perspective from child to adult.
It is a beautiful little stream…and I had many reminders of changed perspectives this time around.