Flickering in rainbow haste,
It comes to our chance meeting.
Following its’ pebbled path,
It laughs in liquid greeting.
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Beautiful write continue the good work and hopefully you get your wish granted someday. Spread yourself! ! !
Ah yes...a mountain stream. How the memory of those stick. I like your poem a lot. Try my take on a mountain stream. Mine was in the Sierras. And my poem is called Baiting the Hook.