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A poem about the serenity of a view from the side of a lake in springtime |
| I gaze across this wonderful spectacle of nature's beauty And marvel at the clarity of this moment The crystal clear water reflects like a mirror, That deep blue sky perforated only by cotton wool clouds, And the trees in the distance , shimmer in tiny ripples As they sway in the warm spring breeze, The tell-tale "plop" and ringlets of dispersed water Signify another fish has eluded the angler Waiting patiently, silently in his drifting boat A duck call pierces the silence of this idyllic setting As I sit here, dreaming, I peer into the sparkling depths And reflect, like the Lake, on my days drifting by. |