POETRY
Text and Audio
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Whose lake is this, I think I know,
It belongs to all who cherish it so,
And I am one, who loves it dearly.
I live for these moments, because, clearly,
There is nothing else on earth that sooths me,
Like my time heavenly.
One on one with all things that come naturally,
There is a peacefulness here that thrills me,
The only occasional sound you hear is a fish,
Announcing—I’m quite near.
And the ever present Loon sings Oooooo,
And then I just know what to do.
Turn this canoe around toward home,
For soon darkness is sure to come,
And I must, by then, be close to home,
And I must, by then, be close to home.
By Christine Ann Saunoris, Lake Geneva
A beautiful depiction of a dreamy yet close to earth scenerio. Yes, at the fag end everyone want to go back to where his root belongs…
Thanks poet,
Thanks GSR…
Thank you very much for the reading of my poem. It makes me very happy that the Shore Report chose to publish my poem.
You are Welcome Christine and we are thankful you allowed us to share.
What is your feeling about continuing the Audio idea?