The Lake

The shimmering surface of the lake
it's beauty, my breath it does take.

The blue, aqua, gray and green
an ever changing color scheme.

Dark is the water in its depths,
light on the top with shining flecks.

Rays from the sun, light its surface,
warming the water with a purpose.

For its teaming with life down below.
They break the surface to give us a show.

We thrill at the sights that we see,
gazing on the lake with child-like glee.

By the water's mystery, you are drawn,
as you stare into, the reflection of dawn.

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