Kayaking
Kayaking on the Cumberland,
a late Tuesday afternoon.
The water is glistening,
placid, and cool.
The boats are silent
and tied to their docks.
My ears are grateful
and the kayak won’t rock.
I am in total peace
paddling on the lake.
Personal time with nature
is my dessert for the day.
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Lovely, tranquil moment you’ve rendered.
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Love it!
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This poem is as peaceful as a still, clear lake!
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