I thought something new to read would be fun!
In Algonquin Park, where the trees stand tall,
Paddles a canoeist named Barry, having a ball.
His favorite spot? Cedar Lake, so grand,
With paddle in hand, he explores the land.
"Hello, Mr. Beaver!" Barry calls with delight,
As the beaver just nods, busy with his night.
The loons sing a tune, a serenade so sweet,
While Barry hums along, tapping his feet.
He tells silly jokes to the fish in the lake,
Who splash in response, for goodness' sake!
A turtle pops up, with a slow, steady grin,
Barry waves back, "How've you been?
The sun starts to set, painting skies with flair,
Barry's adventures are beyond compare.
With a heart full of joy and a spirit so free,
He paddles back home, as happy as can be.
So here's to Barry, and his watery quest,
On Cedar Lake, he finds his rest.
May his days be filled with laughter and cheer,
For in Algonquin Park, there's no place more dear!
Last edited by FredForest (11/22/2024 11:26 am)
