They say it's hard to rhyme
but they don't take the time
A limmerick's fun -
the rhyme is won
The benefits are sublime.
Vacation woes aspire
A sitter I need to hire
"Mom - oh CRUD -
I'm in the mud!"
You'd think they were on fire.
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Waking by still water early, as the sun rises over the mountain and the mist begins to drift, you can see evergreens do their god-given duty - breathe. Mist and steam arise from them as sunlight hits them and you can almost smell the cleanness of the air wafting across the reservoir, dancing up your nostrils and into your chest, cooling your breath, warming your heart and awakening your bones. Trout tease you as they quickly down their early breakfast of gnats and mosquitos. First awake, the breeze kicks up and tousles your hair and, surrounded by the miracles of nature, you suddenly feel very small and unimportant.
Nearly weightless in the water, you feel sand and stones and muck between your toes as variable temperatures wash over you and drift you outward, teasingly toward the center of the lake and you think you see a bear on the opposite bank. You get out and leap from rock to rock to regain your balance and agility and watch the chipmunks scatter halfway up the tree and stare at you as though you were a clown...and suddenly, you feel like one...and laugh with them! The doe smiles as she walks her fawn past, the crows announce revele as eagles catch their morning meal, the crickets retire as the children begin to wake....
