2017 New London Water Days Medallion Hunt

So here it is but once again,
The celebration’s come.
United Minnesota and Lake Region Banks,
Is where the prize is from.

Look for me both north and south,
When you find me you will see,
What a fine donation West Central Trophies,
Made me out to be.

I am sorry if the first of clues,
Doesn’t get you near,
We chose to savor the venture more,
And be a bit longer this year.

Today if you should find me here,
You’ll see me lying on my back,
No sun that shines upon my face,
It’s seemingly pitch black.

I can’t complain, I have protection,
From the wind and from the rain.
I am blessed to have such good cover,
And not be far from Main.

When we finally meet once more,
I may ask you where you’ve been.
I wish you luck in your great search,
To find me once again.

It’s day two and I’m still here,
Waiting for your visit,
Resting here beside the water,
It’s really quite exquisite.

Birds are singing, voices sharing,
I wish I could take part.
It’s clear that people of this town,
Have kind and caring hearts.

I wish that I could crawl right out,
Stand up and walk away,
But til you find me lying here,
I guess I’ll have to stay.

I know that when they brought me here,
I wished to hang a’round.
But now I hope you’ll find me swiftly,
So I can share in all the sound.

Wear good shoes and bring some water,
To here is quite a hike.
Upon arrival rest a while,
It’s a place you’ll learn to like.

Don’t forget to bring your pals,
Two heads are better than one.
But then again maybe not,
If they find me first, they’ve won!

It’s day three and I am getting tired,
Of waiting here for you!
Reduce your speed and pay attention,
It’s all you need to do!

Don’t forget to watch for people,
On a ride or for a walk.
Take the time to say “hello”,
Or sit for a while and talk.

Looking back we’ll be amazed,
At how the days flew by,
And just like me, you will notice,
On each other we rely.

I’ve heard it said that it is best,
For us to be together.
Then come what may for you and I,
We’ll be sure to weather.

I hear the conversations now,
As they walk upon this place,
Some are joys and some are sorrows,
Some forgiveness and some grace.

Wisdom and adventure,
Are all around my home.
I find it to be therapy,
A quiet place to roam.

I wish you all the luck today,
I know your gonna need,
To find me in this short-term home,
That’s really tall indeed!

It’s THURSDAY and I just can’t wait,
To see your shining smile,
When you happen upon me,
With you I’ll stay a while!

Have you been told what I love most?
The best of best of news…
With you I’ll stay forever more,
When you cease to need the clues.

I might be sad to leave this place,
Some friends here I have found.
I love the ducks and wilderness, 
That often hang around.

But most of all I seem to love,
That which they call antique,
Cars, people, photos and memories,
All are quite unique.

I wish that I still had the privilege,
To see parades of Kings and Queens,
But I’d still love the putt-putt things,
And past in other scenes.

The entrance of this home of mine,
Is famous for such things,
And on the way were bed races,
Once the beginning of great things.

Those things have passed or moved along,
To more southern city parts,
If you come the other way my Friend,
You’ll find a path to me that starts!

Grab a hold as you set foot,
Pay close attention to the right, 
You just might find this home of mine,
And on me you’ll shed some light!