The moonshine falling
over the dancing ripples
of water, sparkling
like a fairy queen
flitting about gracefully.
The loons calling out
in mournful loneness.
The fir trees looming
tall over the deep brown earth,
hovering parents-
parents sheltering their child.
Canoes sliding through
water, leaving rays
and ribbons behind them.
Paddles slipping through
the calm water’s glass.
The Boundary Waters call
adventurous hearts.
over the dancing ripples
of water, sparkling
like a fairy queen
flitting about gracefully.
The loons calling out
in mournful loneness.
The fir trees looming
tall over the deep brown earth,
hovering parents-
parents sheltering their child.
Canoes sliding through
water, leaving rays
and ribbons behind them.
Paddles slipping through
the calm water’s glass.
The Boundary Waters call
adventurous hearts.
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