For Brooke

For Brooke

You are a beautiful brook;
your waters sing as they dance
over the stones in your way.
Your journey is not easy.

Your stream twists and
turns as it flows over the
rocky hills and continues to
wind its way through your life.

Croaking frogs come to rest on
lily pads that decorate your path.
Crickets chirp, in perfect meter
to the rhythm of your music.
Flowers drink from your offering.

Briars strewn along the way
add to the colors of your life,
all making you the beautiful and
refreshing brooke that you are.

Pat Nelson
July 14, 2008


Dedicated to my friend, Brooke

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