As We all know by now, Dad was Always Thinking!!! This is another Good Poem!!
"The Brook"

The rippling of a brook, in Spring,
Is music to your ears.
The brook is clear and full of life,
The rippling's full of cheer.


It's nice to wander up this brook,
And see the things that grow,
Upon it's bank's, and fields around,
And know God made it so.
The brook, so clear and clean and fresh,
With deep holes at it's curve's.
Where you can see, if you stand still,
The fish that swim and swerve.
And this same brook, will later on,
During Summer's heat,
Slow down in it's mad, mad rush,
To cool some small one's feet.

E.H. Coe 1972
Midi playing "Climb Every Mountain"

Climb ev'ry mountain
Search high and low
Follow ev'ry by-way
Every path you know

Climb every mountain
Ford ev'ry stream
Follow ev'ry rainbow
'Till you find your dream

A dream that will need
All the love you can give
Everyday of your life
For as long as you live

Climb every mountain
Ford ev'ry steam
Follow ev'ry rainbow
'Till you find your dream