Beloved Camp

The ties that find, nurture and bind,
That bring them home from where they roam,
Epicenter, here they enter,
Family land, from hand to hand.
King trees enclose this place that grows,
Within the heart, when far apart,
Its living lake, their thirst does slake.
Cabin of wood through decades stood,
It held them strong, brought them along,
From child to man, they hiked and ran,
They rowed in boats, their tubes afloat,
They swam with loons, heard cricket tunes,
Walked on the beach, sweet laughter reached
From shore to shore, they echoed more,
Hiked peaks so bold, then cooked on coals,
The bounty sown on land hard-grown,
They say their grace to bless this place.
In summer breeze with songs of leaves,
All rest their heads in downy beds,
And vow they’ll come with each year’s sun,
Their spirits, kindred, every one

Annette Pisano-Higley

Annette Pisano-Higley is a Registered Nurse living in both Albany and Florida. She is a published song-lyricist and published a book of her original Adirondack poetry, with photography by her husband Walter Higley, Adirondack Echoes, available on Amazon.com. Annette’s book was inspired by their idyllic summers at the beloved family Camp on Limekiln Lake, Inlet, in the beautiful New York State Adirondack Park.

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