On the dock he sits
The hour is early
Steam off his coffee
Lake hosts scattered mist.

Gentle peace settles in
His mind places too
Years that have gone
To where he is now.

Harbour lights in fade
Four seasons a year
Some hosting smile
Others passing tear.

Loons in the distance
Echo the mist
Coffee's half full
Check marked......bucket list.

Hand reaches down
Tails in wag
Companions for years
Many more to share.

Children now grown in life of their own
Magnets capture crayoned past times
Cottage mantle setting of old photographs
His thoughts rekindled those smiles and laughs.

That first day he fished with his son aside
Vows they exchanged when he married his bride
Special moment when his first grandchild arrived
Feeling blessed to be healthy and spiritly live.

That morning on the dock with his coffee half full
A comfortable smile, a mind that found peace
Memorable moment's flutter the mist
No self regret he's settled within~



~Bentlee~