Relative Something

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what did I do
on my day off
that started this holiday
weekend early
other than waking up
at the crack of dawn
to drive to the lake
with a stop at the bakery
arriving in time
to catch the second half
of a World Cup win
that shook things up
when a favorite fell
then head into town
to find out who owns
all those acres of woods
north of our place
where I love to roam
and have for years
but that now are posted
with “No Trespassing” signs
and while in town
stopping for a pizza
at the best place around
returning in time
imagine this
to see more World Cup
while playing guitar
and a game-ending drama
too wild to believe
so we took all that energy
down to the lodge
for games of our own
of classic ping-pong
then we fiddled about
nieces and nephews around
bringing full belly laughs
while the summer wind blew
floating sounds of the loon
such evocative tunes
and the table was set
as the grill charcoal primed
then a dinner feast next
more divine every time
it’s hard to conceive
how the same food again
tastes more fine every time
but that’s indeed how it goes
every day at the lake
where paradise glows
and divine defines life
yes that’s how it goes
richness of life
blessedly flows

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