Jones Lake

Jones Lake

A Poem by Elana Juli Royson
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Based off a real journey I took with my dad when I was younger and also holds deeper meaning from everything I've been through in life.

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I remember our walk to Jones Lake
it was a hot summer day in July.
The road was long and the road was dry
but we were walking to Jones Lake.

I didn't know its name at the time,
I just knew we were on an adventure
the beaten dusty road was nothing,
for we were walking to Jones Lake.

You told mother we would be gone a while
but you didn't tell her until when.
We rode bikes until the road disappeared,
then we were walking to Jones Lake.

The dusty path was full of dirt bikers
and it was swarming with bugs
but you took my hand and smiled
as we walked to Jones Lake.

Jones Lake was all you'd promised
with a rock jutting over the banks
I wanted to climb out to the edge
when we walked to Jones Lake.

But you told me "No silly girl, you'd fall in.
Then what would your mother say?"
I wouldn't have cared in the hot summer air
when we walked to Jones Lake.

At age seven, what impressed were the falls
though they stood only a foot high.
It was a grand small tumult and I was glad
that we had walked to Jones Lake.

Leaving was sad- I'd wanted to stay
and find my place along its shores.
I went along now knowing where I belonged
yet I would never return to Jones Lake.

4-16-12

© 2012 Elana Juli Royson


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I really like this. Very well written.

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