June juniper gin
fir driftwood campfire
gingery spruce trees
evergreen queen's empire
lakeland limber lost
My own memories
lost and found again
among back dune trees
sun bleached beach sand
stark sparkles in mist
silica quartz bits
amid mica schist
Our lakeside church pew
by Gitche gummee
on rain drenched bench
sat my granddad and me
Mighty Michigan
I worship at your shrine
in dear little hut
carved out of pine
how I love my lake
My heartland tis of thee
I will sing forever
of thy majesty