I’ll Be Home Soon

The swish of a paddle

The call of the loon

Waves breaking over the bow

I’ll be home soon

A campfire at night

The hiss of the wood

Roasted marshmallows on fire

I’ll be home soon

Long grown trees

Sitting on a hill

A brand new dock

At the ices will

In my thoughts

 Everyday 

Long to be there

Where there's a will there's a way

A cool summer morning

Leaves bristle on high

Doves coo their summer warning

I'll be home soon

Summer becomes the fall

The water starts to cool

Wood stove blazes red hot fire 

I’ll be home soon

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by Bill Ferguson

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