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    dots Submission Name: Little Woodsdots

    Author: BenCollier
    Elite Ratio:    3.72 - 425/386/88
    Words: 203
    Class/Type: Poetry/Passion
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       Waxing nostalgic about a camp my family went to when we were young. My grandfather loved the water as a young man, so us being able to take him there to enjoy with his grandkids was special. My Mom and Dad were so gracious to all of us to ensure fond memories.

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    Grandpaís flicker, his eyes foretold the fondness of youth
    Passion of dear memories near gone.
    His anticipation to bring his world of times he held so dear
    Showcased his love, though subtly forlorn.

    Dad sees Dad nostalgic; Dad weaves new memories the child adore
    Their glee spills over to sisters and me
    Our new love of fishing in a camp on the lake, indelible nature frames
    Deep sensory imprints revisited do we

    Momís devotion, her selfish less heart, envelopes this novel in packages dear
    Nurtures individual thrills but proudly takes second
    To our freedom from routine. She tends the camp, makes beds and gourmet
    We rush to devour, her dinner does beckon

    The fare lay lovingly as paint to canvas, that days catch and treats from home
    Our gathering comforts, our focus absorbed.
    Around mismatched furniture, chairs past their prime lake sounds are lullabies
    As the unsaid departure is abhorred

    A final evening for all in presence, Bittersweet moments so permanently etched
    Deeply woven into eachís special way
    Another leaf of our life grown into our heart, our parents and grandpa mold fertile care
    Their goblet of honor, we drink while away

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