Treasure Island

James Casey

(11June 1940 / Binghamton, New York)

MOONLITE


MOONLIGHT

Moonlight on the water
Dancing across the waves
A coy dog's plaintive cry
Echoes above the billowing haze

Gazing at the scene there
A camper stops to smile
At a glistening ripple
And watches for awhile

Upon the rivers surface
The muskrats play around
Up and down the river's length
They never make a sound

But, here I am on the shoreline
And all that I wish to see
Is the strength of the the arms I long for
To protect and shelter me.

I thank God for that quiet strength
Don't take it all from me
I thank you for the scene I see
And the one who sets me free

Jim 1994

Submitted: Saturday, December 25, 2010
Edited: Sunday, April 22, 2012
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As I sat on my deck at our campsite I observe the scene before me as I wait for my wife to join me

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