Endless Vacation

End of vacation
Say goodbye to the lake
Under August sun
And August trees
And August sky
Last waves lapping
On the rough rip rap rocks
 
Station wagon loaded and running
Trailered boat tagging along
Motor lifted and tilted
Asleep until next summer
 
A holler from brother
"Time to go!"
One last look out at the
plane of blue shining and winking
Then down to my knees
And take a scoop
 
Oh, if I can only carry
This Minnesota water home
Start a Garretson, South Dakota lake
My vacation wouldn't never end...
This my foolish dream
 
By the time I got
To my awaiting seat
I only had
A damp hand
But memories that still
Fill the lake in my heart.