A Home for Our Memories

 A Home for Our Memories

We return sometimes in our minds to walk familiar paths where once we lived.

It is a sense of place, of family and friends, of loved landscape.

A lake where, as a toddler, I first camped, and did so many times thereafter.

A path through the woodlands which was one, as well, to my wife’s heart.

A meadow where our young family spent a summer in a teepee.

A place where people of the Earth call me friend.

A starting place for our two sons, experts with words and wood.

A terrain as varied as sand dunes and beaches along a Great Lake,

And, inland, the glacial hills of the Kettle Moraine.

A place where we loved to live for many years.

A home for our memories.