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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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The Great Hope of Summer

A warm breeze hinted with pine passes through the air,
The lake ripples as the fish leap from its cool waters,
Into the glistening sunshine and world above.

Long days melting into cool nights,
All pointing to the gentle rumblings of something deeper,
In this time of life,
One can feel the great hope of summer,
Amidst the unrelenting and undeniable march of time.

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The Path

A splendid note I heard as I walked along the path,
The gentle gleeful chirping came from among the tall grass,
I followed the little birds call until I ran out of the path,
When I did, I slipped and slid,
And came tumbling down with a crash.

Collecting myself, I looked up, and a beautiful pond before me lay,
There he stood at the edge of the wood among the pine trees sway,
He seemed to give me a wink and, in a blink and took off into the summer’s day.

I sat at the edge of the pond taking in the scene,
A world of lavender, blue, and striking forest green,
The gentle ripples of the waves seemed to dance and play as if something unforeseen.

This I will say of that merry day,
That the little bird lead me down the path,
When I slipped and fell, it seemed a kind of spell came over me with a flash,
And since that day, all I can say is that beauty surrounds us all,
From farm to town and all around,
I see it everywhere and cannot help but laugh.