Leaves lay flat on a tray of tin
Sunlight sprays twixt branches
To find its way in.
Waves upon the lake, ducks swim to and fro
ducklings take their place in line,
one by one in the row.
Water cool, yet not clear
Fish tickle the water edge
Men stand by, fishing poles in hand
hopeing to draw the 'big one' near.
Gentle breezes sift through the gra**es,
Across water, and trees
with it brings
A sense of calm, of freedom,
and one of peace.
The forest full of life
Found in the minds eye is in fact...
for those who choose to see.