Gig Harbor

by Nathan | April 25, 2018
Poetry Contest 2018

King Rainier

There is a peaceful place called Gig Harbor,

With tall trees of the lush arbor.

The blooming flowers in the neighborhood gardens

Watch the Puget Sound ripple and swell.

On the horizon, looking East, rises up a tall and wide King.

The King Rainier covered with diamonds of white shimmer and gleam.

In the winter, I sled down my hill in my yard.

In the spring, I garden and play outside.

In the summer, I eat my meals at the open-air restaurants

After I float atop of the Sound aboard my kayak.

In the fall, I watch the trees change their color,

And, I happily listen to the rain as I play my favorite game of soccer.

 

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