June Morning Poem by Raymond A Foss

Dawn on the lake
The world is still.
Water like a mirror.
Land and water blur.
Bold bright colors in the morning light.

Steam rises from the still surface
In wisps and swirls,
Soon to evaporate in the warming air.
Birds and I stir
Ready to face a new day.

Above a chorus
Joins my world.
A flock of Canadian geese
A squadron of at least
Twenty-five land off the point.
Squawking and trumpeting
Their arrival.

Tea on the porch
Soaking it in,
The wonder of God's creation.
Oops, time for work.