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Keys To The Lake

In today’s mail
keys to your cottage,
your letter and the keytag
in familiar handwriting.
The tag says Lake
as if one small key could
open that hugeness
and I thank you because
it will come in handy
for opening the cottage door
all the important locks are sprung,
their doors opened wide
Doors to summer
to happy, suntanned kids
to naps in hammocks
to kayaks and bonfires
to laughing friends, arms wide,
who say, Here, this is all for you.
For these, there is no key.

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