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A Day on Lake Wallenpaupack

A gentle Mallard swims to the edge of the boat,
Webbed feet dancing in the glistening water,
His shiny green head bobs up and down with the current,
My Golden doodle leans out as far as he can,
Exploring the smells and sounds of his new friend,
He leans and sniffs until being at the very edge,
Finally, we heave him back toward the middle of the skiff,
To keep him from splashing in.

Oh, the wondrous days,
The simple pleasures of joy and happiness,
There is nothing flashy about days like these,
For they are ordinary in many ways,
But in truth, in their simplicity is their power,
Connecting hearts and minds in joy,
When there is so much struggle and pain that surrounds,
This world is a challenge,
But a day on Wallenpaupack is a balm for the spirit.

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Yearning for the Day

There is a sweetness in reveling in the midnight hour,
Of breathing the spring air as it dances down to earth with the blossoms,
A rebirth of the spirit on a cool evening,
Peepers calling in the distance,
A reminder that despite the pain, there is still much beauty to life,
And many reasons to yearn for the day,
To see the beauty of rolling clouds and fields under God’s blue sky again.

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Yearning for Spring

I stand at the base of the snow-covered mountains,
These great Adirondack giants are waiting patiently for spring,
Pine and birch lay dormant in the promise of what’s to come,
Like the night yearns for the dawn,
So do these mighty mountains ache for the vernal sun,
For the Loon to call from the placid lakes below,
Beckoning the breath of life from the heavens onto all that lay below,
Rejuvenating this tundra from desolate ice to sublime grandeur.