08/31/2024
Ah coffee in the morning
Going to be a wonderful day time to write a poem
On Lake Huron’s tranquil shore,
Home is here, beneath the sky,
Northern lights begin to soar,
As campfires flicker, nights cool by.
Salmon swim, kayaks glide,
I'm sure as heck not going to hide,
In Michigan’s embrace, we abide.
Another poem by the equine poet