The Stream From The Mountain

Down through the green valley by ditch and hedgerow
The stream from the mountain with a babble in it's flow
Destined for the river to the sea far away
With a voice never silent by night or by day
It has flowed forever and will flow forever more
To the big waterway to the far ocean shore
With a babbling tongue that is never still
From the lake of it's birth by the foot of the hill
How old is the stream the centuries it does span?
It has flowed long before the age of the dinosaurs or the birth of the first woman and man
It has inspired the artists and writers and makers of song
As to the big river it babbles along
It grows darker and deeper and quieter and slow
As near to the big waterway it does flow.