Twixt Creek and Bay by Annie Fellows Johnston

'TWIXT creek and bay / We whisper to our white sails "stay! / Oh, Life, a little while delay! / 'Twixt creek and bay."

So loath to go / From these calm shallows that we know, / We fain would stay the year's swift flow, / Nor onward go

To banks more wide, / Where seaward drawings of the tide / Impel to deeper depths untried, / Where Life grows wide.

'Twixt creek and bay -- / The morning deepens into day, / And richer freight we bear, alway, / When in the bay.