to a creek

you remind me of a creek
I used to walk along
that formed the border of Etobicoke and Mississagua
with my faithful dog
who was put to sleep by my family
after I did not return
much against my will

you remind me of the snow
I used to slide around
the rolling hills behind the house above the creek I recall
with my faithful heart
that was put to sleep by my family
after I did not return
much against my will

you remind me of the rain
I used to dance within
as it turned the gentle creek into a raging foaming storm
with my faithful dream
that was put to sleep by my family
after I did not return
much against my will

you remind me of the Spring
I slid into the creek
that formed the border of Etobicoke and Mississagua
with my faithful life
that was put to sleep
by my family
after I did not return
much against my will

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