The Brook
A brook winds its way, Singing over pebbles, In its crystal clarity, It chats with the stones, Vida in the waters, As it dances on with glee, Forming a tune, In the heart of the woods.
- Amy Lowell
The Brook
A brook winds its way, Singing over pebbles, In its crystal clarity, It chats with the stones, Vida in the waters, As it dances on with glee, Forming a tune, In the heart of the woods.