Poem: Sitting by the lake

On March 10, 2015, the poetry topic idea Quiet was written about on this blog.  This poem is based off of that idea.

Sitting by the lake

Sitting by the lake,
the blue water is still,
and the air is cool with spring.

The forest around is green,
with tall trees,
that have the smell of pine.

By the lake are boulders,
large and gray,
with patches of moss growing.

The sun is rising slowly,
with the pale blue sky around it,
and small white clouds above.

The grass is soft,
green,
and thick.

There are no sounds,
no boats,
or planes,
even the birds in the air,
fly silently.

Dragonflies land on the lake,
fish make ripples,
and in the distance,
a deer drinks,
all without a sound.

Sitting by the lake,
the blue water is still,
and the air is cool with spring.

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