Tall green trees meeting the sky...
Sparkling dark cold water...
The sun begins to shine.
I push my small canoe
gently stepping in.
A quiet balance...
I paddle around the bend.
Alone on the lake...
not a soul in sight.
I lean back and trail my fingers through
the northern waters.
Sighing, I rest.
The sun is warm,
yet the air is chilly.
Ducks look at me tentatively,
The lake is the same
as I remembered.
Giving to me.
My heart holds this lake close
when I am far away.
My mind relives the simple, sweet memories.
You were still alive.
I am thankful that I have...
My canoe. My lake. My memories of you.
Career and Life Coaching
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|Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary
|You seem very close to nature on this one.|
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|Beautiful poem!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Your kinship with nature shines throughout your verses, Sheri; and of course, there is a lot more to this poem. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Ken Chartrand
|Hi Sheri, I read your poem,"A Quiet Northern Lake". I found its imagery delightful. A tinge sad but,filled also with a serene happiness. Well done.
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|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|A beautiful poem. I feel serenity with in the lines held with the sadness of loss......M|
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|This is a very sweet poem,I enjoy reading it,take care.Beautifully written poem :-)|
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|This is simply beautiful, and it is very meaningful and close to my heart at the moment...Memories...Bittersweet..
|Reviewed by Carin Spirit
|Memories are all we really have, and the joys of making them. Your write serene and comforting. Warmth and Love to you.|
|Reviewed by Linda Law
|Sheri, this is a lovely poem, and I felt like I was there. To me, when a reader feels the writing as if it were real..that is a gift. hugs, lindalaw|
|Reviewed by Ingeborg von Finsterwalde
|Lovely Sheri, wonderfully descriptive. I felt like being there on the lake myself. What would life be without the great " Outdoors".
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|Those are lovely and beautiful memories to keep close in your heart so you can relive them ore and ore again.|