Up North

You were a little house A home away from home A place I’d go to visit To spend some time alone I’d listen to the winds blow The swaying of the trees The crashing of the waves below The smell of lakeside breeze I read a many book there In the quiet of the home Watched early boats with many birds surrounding their wake Many special memories Filled up this little house Details in the hallway Sightings dates a must Meals and loads of card games Painting rocks and more Tales of trips on the bay Scoring tons of fish galore The walls and mantel filled With trinkets saved by some The sameness of it all Brought calmness to this home Spent summers there with family First Grandma, Grandpa and all Then Mom and Dad and siblings Our place of fun and calm My Dad would finally relax there His stresses went away Mom would feed and entertain us Or we’d go out to play Swam down at the beach A rocky beach to some A lovely place to throw rocks Or lie out in the sun Dad has left us years ago He’s missed more than you know His presence always felt here His voice still heard by some His garage full of memories Spent hours in the day Organizing and tinkering On this house on the bay It’s unfortunate that some Used circumstances to take away This place so full of memories In my mind it must now stay Oh little house on top of the hill In the forest tucked away Remain forever in my mind A treasure tucked away