It was a dusty day
my friend Jesus came to play

We ran and ran and played so hard
We sat down to rest in the yard 

We went down by the creek where it was cool
Only to find one deep pool  

I could not swim
I was afraid what my friend might do today

He cried look at me !  Look at me !
As he took a step on the water and walked away from me

I shouldn’t be afraid 
I’d seen him do many things I couldn’t explain

When he was near i felt love and peace
That would never cease

I will always remember those days we played
Down by the creek where Jesus prayed. 

April 28, 2021
Mark Waldrop