Waters so placid, peaceful, and calm
Top like a glass not a ripple be found
Serenity of morning, awing at night
Until there is a boat making a bite
Waters so choppy, bumpy, and rough
Boats go upon them from morning to dusk
Not calm any longer, no serenity in sight
What will we do on this loud summers night
Wait for the days, surely will come
Lake will calm down and be quit again
We will relax upon the nice shore
Wishing and hoping for very many more
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My Poetry
PoetryAll my poetry I write, it's a start, so please comment, tell me how you like it and how I can do better!!
