LakeHouse again

LakeHouse again

Morning light so sweet, 

good to see the light of day

With those we love, again, and again, 

Every breath applauding the pleasant light of morning *

Remember these early mornings-remember

Walking and Leaves falling, 🍂 lifting arms, hands raised high to catch them

Looking, she loves the leaves 🍁 and raises her hands -in worship of a kind

-fall beauty 

Jumping -to catch the leaves on the way,

to cherish the day as long as can be

The kayaks, blue dotting the lake

The races, the laughter, the smiles

and soaked jeans

Oars splashing -singing grateful, 

echoing songs of family

The dock the finish line and underneath they go

Overhead a bald eagle soars looking down, 

what a sight, of the lives, 

futures bracketed, breathtaking grace

again, and again 

Design- Like the spider's intricate web designs,

orderly, strong, and surprising

Frisbee near the lake and football streaming - rest, anticipation and joy throughout 

Stories by the fire, sparks light up the tale

warmth all around 

Young one’s imaginations,

eyes wide in wonder 

The older - children at heart again

All vividly create and build on each other's tale

and pass on the memories of this night

“Your goodness running after me" plays on the speaker in the kitchen

Years, decades, rewind in her mind of the good,

the goodness she sees in them

The past goodness now alive in this moment,

The tears washing fresh to the joy of today 

Dockside, swimming until dusk,

Clam shells lining the stairs and shore 

Fish jumping and a few caught and released again - like the cares we hold

Canoes, and kayaks along the coves,

Surveying the bounty and glory of the sunshine and the day, 

glimmering ripples to the way back, to the Lakehouse 

The Sun sets and the fire too

Hide and seek surprise, ping-pong balls bouncing

Chatter in the bunkroom, now softens, and then stills

The wheels on the bus come to a stop

But the minds, still so lively, colorful, and bright as they sleep- then dream

Recalling the full day together, and the year before, 

From the moment that I wake up, till I lay my head

Cousins- again filled with love and care of the younger and each other

Brothers and sisters dream above and know that hope is never lost

LakeHouse Again, Glimpse poetry by Joe Holuta

About this poem: LakeHouse Again is a poem about our family taking a weekend getaway to Lake Anna, Virginia. The food and quiet and rest were so refreshing. Jumping in to the lake from the dock a highlight and surprise for sure.

Grandchildren, kayak races with sounds of laughter echoing over the lake. Grandparents in wonder, at the goodness, "taking another circle around the sun."

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*Light is sweet; one glimpse of the sun delights the eyes.

 The light is sweet and pleasant, and it is good for the eyes to see the sun. 

 ·Sunshine [Light] is sweet;it is good ·to see the light of day [for the eyes to see the sun].

 It is good to be able to enjoy the pleasant light of day. 

Ecclesiastes 11:7