Morning on the Lake
Kayak glides
on water’s
glass surface
Ducks dip down
to catch
fat fish
Sunshine slips
between
resting rocks
I hum a gentle tune
in unison
with the crickets’
soon-to-be-summer song
Kayak glides
on water’s
glass surface
Ducks dip down
to catch
fat fish
Sunshine slips
between
resting rocks
I hum a gentle tune
in unison
with the crickets’
soon-to-be-summer song
I would that I could kayak this morning…
mtpoet, did you get a chance to get out on the water? Maybe in the afternoon?