FGWS David's Poetry
The creek was churning
The kids were learning
People were walking
Others were talking
No one seemed to care
That the creek was there
But then the fire started
And some of us departed
But the creek was left alone
To defend itself and its home
And then three schools stood up
To help it along its way
Because if we don’t do something
The creek might be gone some day
The kids were learning
People were walking
Others were talking
No one seemed to care
That the creek was there
But then the fire started
And some of us departed
But the creek was left alone
To defend itself and its home
And then three schools stood up
To help it along its way
Because if we don’t do something
The creek might be gone some day
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