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sospeciallyme 
2:27am Yesterday
‘MY HAPPY PLACE’
Well you said to put pen to paper
So that’s exactly what I’ll do
I’ll try to remember my ‘happy place’
And earlier days with you
Of days at a creek we called ‘secret’
Of floating on crystal clear streams
Little hands paddling in water cold
Air filled with our giggles and screams
Of fishing with sticks and line and float
No reel, just hook and worm
Little flashes of silver, blonde hair in the breeze
And little fishes that squiggled and squirmed
A derelict campsite with tepee poles
Left as a landmark to point our way
To the magical place only we could go
With mummy and daddy on hot summer days
Cousins and uncles and aunties alike
Little dogs yipping and yapped
Running and sweating and swimming like frogs
Round the banks our little legs tracked
Long Tom’s in the water, look out or he’ll bite
Better keep feet in the air
Keep paddling or we’ll get washed away
No DON’T go over there!!
Wild pigs on the other but Daddy’s in sight
Yes nothing can harm us here
Giggling waters and rapids delight
Mummy’s watchful gaze always so near!
Mustn’t touch the edge of the other ‘side’
It’s MUCH too dangerous there!
Don’t go round the bend, come back you’ll be lostJust like daddy’s underwear!
Kids gotta go now, get out, it’s time
The daylight’s fading fast
Red bodies and yawns and whingeing galore
This trip won’t be our last!
‘We will come back another day’
Fresh promises warm little hearts
With daddy and mummy and jo and chris
And ME .. another adventure will start!
Three bare, naked bottoms, tans and smiles
And fresh sandwiches up the gazoo
What a memory maker was OUR secret creek
And what beautiful memories of you!
By: Lisa
2007-11-09
Comments
The layout's pretty crappy, but tonight dad asked me to write a poem about 'anything' .. so here it is. I remembered this amazing creek we used to go to every chance we got .. not very often, mind you .. just outside of Townsville (where we lived at the time) in Queensland, Australia .. and we called it 'secret creek'. We 3 kids were only very little and we'd all skinny did (but not mum and dad, except once when dad was letting his swimmers dry (had towel wrapt round him) and they fell in the water and were washed away .. lol. This truly was a happy childhood memory .. way before all the 'stuff' happened with my dad. This was my 'happy place' and one I remember vividly. Hope you enjoyed it. Hope dad does too!
sospeciallyme
The happy childhood memory wasn't of dad's jocks getting washed away downstream .. lol .. it was of secret creek itself .. DOH.
sospeciallyme
That was Beautiful!!!! I want to Go too!!!!!!
Love ya-Michele
michjoy
That was beautiful Lisa..You have a lot of writing talent..xoxoxoxoxoxoxox
bathsheba
That is beautiful!!!!!!!Love, Jeanna
Bluegrassangel