7 lakes and 6 portages did make
all in a day's paddle the up and over we'll take
waiting for us all on Shield's lake your yodel will call
a summer adventure for seekers all
One summer's day canoe guides did lead
our team in Grumman canoes wield
magical strokes of leaf shaped paddles
wail wail, 'see here I am' lit candles
A tremolo you make to herald the cloak of night
again pink glints the break of dawn
now your call laughs away shadows fall
My co-leader swims near the dock
a family of yours dancing round, what a lark!
away breaks a sentinel on beating wings bid me welcome
A magical day calls dipped in wine and vellum
On Canadian Shield with sky of dappled blue
in mottled etchings your calls make due
keep in touch and hoot in short, single notes
on Fall staging grounds you and I will boat
Great Northern Loon herald adventure's coat
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