The Dads

I wish there could be a little creek near my house.  I would walk to that creek and look for crawdads.  There is a creek at Bryan Park which isn’t far. I guess that’s where I’ll walk and find the crawdads there from time to time this summer.  The crawdads might come to know me after awhile.  Perhaps they’ll gather together and wave their front claws in greeting as I walk by. 

Crawdads, I'm coming your way.