Friday, December 12, 2014

Creative Bloomings Terzanelle

Shannon Creek Park

There was a park called Shannon Creek
A sheltered place within the shade
There was a park called Shannon Creek

The memories have come to fade
Those times when I was just a kid
A sheltered place within the shade

I think of all the things we did
We swam and fished and played all day
Those times when I was just a kid

With country music on display
And horseshoes ringing in the air
We swam and fished and played all day

Small children swinging, with no care
The hot dogs sizzling on the grill
And horseshoes ringing in the air

Of fun and food we had our fill
There was a park called Shannon Creek
The hot dogs sizzling on the grill
There was a park called Shannon Creek

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