My Summer Reverie
I sit upon the river bank watching in reflection
Low stretched arms of mountains spread, calling for attention,
Our camping place is worry free, no one here to bother me
I want to write a poem, a verse.....and curse my own distraction
Here in summer’s languor, no words could ever tell
Beholding beauty such as this, would cause the tongue to swell
Where the slopes of other valleys, or longing lakes afar
The heart feels quiet sympathy, they cannot compare as well
So overcome with majesty, and tranquil peaks of snow
The stillness of a mirrored lake, unlike I have ever known
If heaven could be so beautiful…Dear Lord, please take me now
If heaven’s gate, is such as this, I'll never hesitate to go
But, I must put away the waiting pen, and put away my muse
For, I hear the family calling me, and though I have excuse
It's time to gather kindling wood, for a fire in the pit
Those s'mores to make, they'll not forsake, marshmallows on a stick!
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For Francine's Contest: "A Summer's Day
6/19/13
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