Fogerty Creek flows iron red,
On its way to the ocean’s breeze,
Below the nests, past the rabbit’s bed;
Threading ribbons through eyes of trees.
Rose tints are cast on all one sees
Underwater and the clouds overhead…
Swells in a rainstorm, stops in a freeze,
Fogerty Creek flows iron red.
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