I love the rambling nature of this piece, it really feels like you’re following memories, jumping from one to the next as thoughts tend to do. I really get a sense of your connection to your childhood home as you paint a vivid picture of the carefree life of a child. I particularly like the line “The pockets of my pants would hang low overflowing with rocks and pebbles I would collect, as if I was taking part of the river with me wherever I go”. It’s such a lovely sentiment and made me laugh as I recall doing similar things as a child.
Maybe include a picture if you have any, it would really help bring your piece to life.
There are a couple of very minor grammatical errors e.g. “Reminisce (on)”, “back (to) my home” and “(filled my whole heart)”. The last sentence is very long and could be broken up into two for ease of reading, but otherwise a lovely, well written entry.