Lake Redman Poem by Susan Wall

As there are times my mind likes
to drift away back to that place
of endless peace.
This makes me want to reminisce
of the days lost in time.
I remember, that beautiful warm day
as the bright sun was shining down
in all its loving warmth
and splendor on my face.
Sitting on an old, red picnic bench
as hard as a rock in the summers light.
As the wild Geese slowly walked
towards me begging for food
I just admired how large they are in size.
The breeze that gently passed through
my long flowing hair was a moment
that I just want to clutch in time.
The air was as crisp and clean as country
folk always said it is.
Sipping on my cold Coke there
my mind drifts away
as I just let my worries drift away in the lake
never more to remain inside of me.
Here is where I set myself
free and begin to dream.

Copyright c Susan Wall March 1- 2014