Pete's Pool

by Betty Brown


One man with gumption, had a dream.
A swimming hole for kids.

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

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