“Echoes of Childhood”

Bixler Lake, Kendallville, Indiana. Photo by Kay Mapes Mason.

I know a place where lane and woodland meet
Where giant trees look upward at the sky.
Where I, at twilight time, have wandered by
An old rail fence … adorned with bittersweet.

This was a place I loved in boyhood days
When with a can of bait, and bamboo pole,
I wandered to the shady fishin’ hole,
And learned of Nature in so many ways.

Now, in my mind, a dream of youth appears
With memories that make my heart rejoice.
My past now shouts to me … with rising voice,
I hear the echoes of my childhood years.

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