Launched from muddy rocky shores
toward smooth center of Emerald Lake
we trail intrepid daughter.
Her serene stance
belies dancing butterflies
of maiden paddleboard venture.
Two friends pedal orange kayak,
one energetic dog slices across our path
gleefully retrieving stick.
Three bobbing buoys
become bulwarks on far shore.
As we draw closer buoys transform,
three pelicans soar into evening sky,
our evening's grace note!
- Ramona Behnke
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