September 24, 2008

The setting sun, the setting sun, the only thing I see
The pine tree branches whistling in the wind
This place means so much to me

You can wake up in the morning or in the afternoon
You pass through the day finding cheery faces
At night all you hear is the sound of a loon

What to do? What to do? There’s so much to do!
The day lasts from five o’ clock to ten o’clock
You find something new everyday, let’s try canoe!

It seems like you have all the time in the world
But it goes by so fast as your summer uncurls
That’s why I can’t wait to go back to…Winterhaven

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