Down by the lake

 

Down by the lake I sit and watch the water flowing,
to see which its going theres no way of knowing,
because the lake is so still and growing.

The fish are all knowing in the lake that is flowing,
and when there is a gentle breeze blowing,
the lake starts growing,

I sit down again to watch the water flowing.

^{Inspired by a picture of a person fishing by a lake}

 

 

mercsmoon poetry © by melissa.johnson aged 11, 2008