The park by the creek,
Where the children play,
And the birds tweet-tweet as they sit perched in the trees.

The park by the creek,
With slippery slides,
And mothers with strollers enjoying a warm spring day.

The park by the creek,
A grand adventureland,
Where imagination takes flight and sours overhead.

A lasting memory,
This park by the creek,
Of simple childhood joy and worry-free fun.

Bringing family together,
This park by the creek,
To enjoy the wonder of nature, to breathe the fresh air.

Oh how I remember,
This park by the creek,
Even though it seems a thousand years have passed.

Now I must tell you,
Old park by the creek,
Of a new and popular place.

The park down the street,
Though still not the same,
Has a following all of its own.

But I'll never forget,
The park by the creek,
Where a child like me once played.