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MY SECRET
Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves and flowers.
I want to look at water and not towers.
Some color to brighten my day.
A place where the birds come to play.
I will walk to the end of the pier.
I’ll gaze into the depths without fear.
For I will only see fish swimming by.
And not any monsters lurking nearby.
Time will pass slowly and must be savored.
Whomever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.
Susanne
The photo reminds me of the dock at my parents' cottage in Northern Wisconsin. There was originally a wood deck like that, but constant need for repairs turned it into an aluminum one that require little maintenance. And, there was no red Maple directly over the dock to provide such magnificent color, but there was color in many places around the lake.
Sure miss that place.
Ron