Wakenda Creek
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My dear friend
Among your magnificent oaks
Your ghostly willows
Your towering maples
I honed my youthful imagination
I fought countless WWII battles
Hunted for elephants in the depths of Africa
With Frodo and Sam we searched
Through hollow logs for Elves and Orcs
As Captain Blackbeard
I pirated your waters for golden booty
I fished and hunted
Along your muddy banks
As I grew older
You exposed me to different fantasies
Secluded amid a cottonwood grove
Surrounded by fields of tall corn
And sweet smelling alfalfa
A wide-open night sky
With countless stars and a full summer moon
Gave me my first glimpse of heaven
I thank you for the many memories