Trickling water soothes and calms my soul
as I watch each ripple during my stroll.
Here and there I see a duck swim by.
I take a deep breath and then I sigh.
The water would be too cold for me
since the air is at a low degree.
The wind is blowing a quiet breeze
while I listen to the rustling trees.
I wrap my sweater around me tight;
I feel cool air through the sunlight.
In New York I am on vacation.
Cooperstown is a great location.
It’s always nice to get away
and take it easy for a few days.
We are at the Volvo Car Club meet
seeing old friends; new ones we greet.
The “ice breaker” last night was so fine;
various hors d’oeuvres, drinks and wine.
My mind now sees the beautiful lake
and all the pictures I would take.
Trickling water soothes and calms my soul
As I walk away after my stroll.
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2 thoughts on “The Lake”
I just want to comment here how much I really love this poem. So glad you shared it with us.
Marlene — great poem; made me feel like I was at ‘The Lake’ with you!!