By Joe Mattern
My First Race
Doc Lucky Said Be Under 90
I Must Stay On Pace
To Swim The Inaugural Golden Mile & To Finish With A Smile
In The End, I Will Win
Without The Use Of My Fin
Like Grains Of Sand
The Lake Is Where I Will Land
Eternity! For The WinRead More
By Barb Abney
During a year of swimming across Lake Cane,
We see the moon and planets wax and wain.
Pollen comes and pollen goes,
For many swimmers right up the nose.
Spring and summer bring more daylight,
But some prefer the winter’s night.
The people change throughout the year,
Except for Tom who’s always here.
The sun, the moon, the stars align,
to make each swim day celestially divine.