Natural Place

I grew up in a city but in this storm drain creek
 I could pretend I was deep in the woods. 

Make-shift plank bridges, rock islands, and forts. 
Wild onions, blackberries, and mulberries. 
Creek-bed clay pots and leaf boats.
Frogs, tadpoles, and skeeters.
Raccoons and fish.
Moss and flowers.
Deer hoof prints.
Mosquito bites.
The Creek.