Monday, 20 March 2017

Lake Carnegie




Snowed in and a little too mush,
dank for a run,
I sat by your steps instead,
listening to your sweet heart whisper
in a way I hadn't done,
and I realized I'd fallen in love with you.

Many minds have met,
haven't they?
on your snowy cheeks,
and many curious investigations of life,
borne fruit,
and others wilted and died,
trees have rustled in gentle winds
on your shore, and many suns set.
So timelessly drawn are you,
I realized I've fallen in love with you. 

But it's many hearts, not just mine, 
isn't it?
On the bench I sit it reads,
"installed 1942."
"for Daddy, who would have loved,
to have sat here".
Yes, many hearts strewn on your banks,
burning woody fires,
lit like rooms with glowing yellow filaments
and it's all by you. 
You'll be here forever, won't you?
I realized I've fallen in love with you. 

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