Squam Lake
The quiet Squam casting its reflection
Of fire red mountains, against blue sky;
Stirring fervor for natures connection.
Remembering our silent affection,
Embracing, gazing, a loons distant cry,
The quiet Squam casting its reflection.
On the trail, is no thought of defection,
Leading us above to where our hearts sigh,
Stirring fervor for natures connection.
To its beauty we yield in subjection,
Capturing forever in our minds eye
The quiet Squam casting its reflection.
Cold, unquelled souls, with reddening complexion,
Feel warmth, an inside glow, that cannot die;
Stirring fervor for natures connection.
Leaving always leads to strong objection;
New Hampshire should never hear a good-bye.
The quiet Squam casting its reflection,
Stirring fervor for natures connection.
Copyright © Md Johnson | Year Posted 2019
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