Sunset At Birch Lake

Sunset on birch lake Colors streak across the sky Harolding the full moons silent rise Reflecting on a lake of silver glass As one listens a frog hops in A fish flops on a hook,splish splash And birds chirp softly Preparing to lay down to rest The winds music playing softly in my ear And my eyes slowly close Heavy from hours of fun on the water front. As i listen to the Golden stars singing To the night winds soft music I sigh contentedly as i drift off to sleep I wake to the song of birds high in the trees And the suns slow rise bathing the silver lake in aquatic blues once again, Soon fun at the lake to begin again.