After a long day on the steering
end of her old canoe, when the
only light shimmering on the lake
was the vanilla moon of late July.
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Thank you so much Edmund that is my goal... to make you see it. Joyce
Ah, so many memories come from this one....I enjoyed your depiction...much!
Duncan and Phillip thank you both so much... this is a true story. The island was in the middle of Fall Lake in Minnesota, a bunch of us went there for my birthday every year when I was a teen. We rented a canoes at the outfitters and paddled to Mile Island. My Birthday is mid July Joyce
Dear Joyce, You have a lithe presence in your writing that calls to me, calls to those who love the raw beauty in this world. Keep doing what you are doing. phillip
Oh my goodness! ! ! , what a beautiful image of a lovely lady under a vanilla moon captured by the longing waters of her grace, You are a fine poet Joyce and you have lots to be proud of, Love duncan
May I say that you have acheived your goal wonderfully...your poems are very beautiful! -Rick