A Special Place

Do you think of places, far from home…

Places you’ve been, with others, alone?


Relax, and let your memories flow,

You can find this place if you want to go;


By the river’s bend, where the big trout lie,

Forget cares and woes, become one with sky;


Skiing by moonlight through a snowy field,

A sparkling blanket of jewels revealed;


Warmed by the wood stove, crackling into the night;

Aurora paints sky, a montage of light;


On a tropical beach, ‘neath a waterfall,

Sanctuaries of the soul, you can hear them call;


In a sailboat plying Prince William Sound,

On Ruth Glacier, no one else around;


Jet skiing Resurrection Bay,

You can’t forget that special day;


Boarding the powder in Hatcher Pass,

Mushing the Iditarod, the pace is fast;


On the Kenai River, drifting for Kings,

Panning for gold, to see what fortune brings.


Eating berries on Lost Lake Trail,

Bounding downhill in Mt. Marathon shale;


And never-ending campfire stories,

Recounting past fame and future glories;


Simple times we remember the most,

Beach combing, berry picking, a weenie roast;


Playing with the dog, gazing at stars,

Haggling over dibs on candy bars;


Bicycling to our favorite spot,

Jumping in the lake when the weather’s hot;


Chena Hot Springs in early spring,

Is a place to make your spirit sing;


Byers Lake during a golden September,

Is a magical place you’ll always remember;


But the best place of all, is close to the heart,

Where love and joy and giving start.


Frank E. Baker is a freelance writer who lives in Eagle River.