At the Lake
Beneath fleecy cotton clouds
giggles and screams of joy
erupt as kids
fly off the dock
into the ripple and rush
of the lake’s welcoming hug.
Draft, © Catherine Flynn, 2026
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Yes, please! I want to jump into that welcoming hug. How wonderful!
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Summer joy in the “ripple and rush,” love your playful poem, Catherine. Summer fun, for sure!
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