Saturday, April 4, 2009

Lake George 1962

Oh how we learned to love
ourselves, and others.
Fell joyfully into sunny pools,
ran laughing down streets of light,
made our way through the old hotel,
over the porch, across the rails,
into the blue-green bliss.
Oh this is living, we told ourselves
and turned the clock to the wall,
till the bellhop came to get our bags,
Time's up, he said, that's all.

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