Saturday, October 23, 2010

Harrison Lake 1991

My memory will recall in vivid detail,
A Harrison Lake adventure,
Our party surrounded by such beauty,
Washes in truth and time,
With their colours and textures indicated,
The little ones would run and play on the swings,
Their legs kicking out and creating momentum,
A game of who could soar higher was on,
Across the waters from our joy,
Strangers behaving badly along that other beach,
Those scandalous shores would never reach us,
Even our sweet dog behaved wonderfully,
Respectful on leash and knew she was loved,
Mountains shrouding perilously to the touch,
In time they shall fade into the background,
Trails would reel in hikers ever higher to the goal,
We enjoyed the lake with waters tepid all year,
Most people never stayed dry,
Inevitably even a wade enticed all to bathe.

2 comments:

tera said...

Lovely! Both the poem and the painting are enchanting! :)

Richardson said...

Thank-you Tera for your kind comments and visiting my blog!