He bought some land. The children came,
began to dig with shovels
And neighbors, strangers, friends -
they came with some machines and people-power
and dug a deep catch-basin
for Boyne Creek's icy waters.
Then everybody came to swim,
to picnic, and to socialize.
Now only memories remain
of Pete's Pool, where it used to be.
They fill the air and drape the trees,
and children hear their stories.
These living trees stand witness
to all the things that happened here -
a time of peace and civic pride -
a shining moment of togetherness.
Betty Brown is a member of the Plateau Poetry Connection