Mike Bayles Poet Verse

Dear Door County

Dear Door County

 I sing to your shores
bounded by rolling tides.
I sing to Death’s Door
where Green Bay
and Lake Michigan meet.
I sing to your grief
about sailors lost.
I sing to the ships your sons
make in Sturgeon Bay.
I sing to the canal
where you set them free.
I sing to the lighthouse
showing the way.
I sing to the bed and breakfast
in Egg Harbor where tourists meet.
I sing to the Maritime Museum
where you tell your stories.
I sing to your daughter
who tells me your ways.
I sing to your forests
rising from the land.
I sing to my visions and dreams
as if I never left your shores.

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Andrea Dietrich December 30, 2019 at 5:36 PM Mike I really love how you did this. Was it meant for Carolyn's contest, because if it is, it needs to have fewer lines, but you could easily fix that. It would make a perfect entry to Carolyn's contest!!