Of lakeshores and memories
I was fortunate enough to attend college in a (then more than now) charming town. I recently went back there and the feeling is still the same. Como, you still deserve a poem. An unannounced pause in time, Cobblestones wind downhill, And kiss the lakeside. Under the cedar trees, Rests a stone bench, Bathed in the fall sunrise. An old blue cardigan, Handwritten notes, Pen fixing my hair. …











