Army of Knitters

  Elka ParkBunny Lane
Summer by the Lake

The water ripples In the breeze,
The sky reflects on the lake,
It's beauty reaches out to me.
I see my reflection
In the clear, blue water
When it is so gentle
It is like a polished mirror.
But when a storm comes along,
Raging violently,
Lightening reflects, thunder sounds,
On the lake so dark
So black.
And when the storm calms,
The lake calls for peace,
It slows down to a ripple
Then shines like a mirror again.

    Platte Clove CamiMink Hollow Cardi
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