Dawn light on water.
Song welcoming day
The loons are quiet.
Laughing together
Never weighed down or tired
All hands intertwined.
The lake people sing.
They dance with their campfire.
New days come and go
How are they to ever stop
When the singing is their love?
The sun shines for them
Always theirs
Even when night comes.
Poetry and photograhy by Hazel J. Hall.
Hazel J. Hall 
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