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! _____________________________________ For Francine's Contest: "A Summer's Day 6/19/13