Poem July 11th 2014

Summer Days
Paddling across
the quiet lake
we came to the other shore
saw berry stormed bushes
picking and eating
fishing for awhile
we had quite a haul
sat by the fire
played some songs
as the day
started to wane away
enjoying beautiful starry night and
all of summer’s sights.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2014