Upon Our Lake

Petroleum translucent wings wave upon a sage green moss Whilst vibrating webs in fevered mood delight a flies flight loss Tinkering thoughts they travel over a calming cool breeze break Smiling eyes, a touch, a breath, do beguile upon one gentle lake Cotton thoughts on wistful clouds disturb differing hues of blue Emerald, limes, rusted umbers enhance breezes as they move A whimsical dash of mottled fish engrossed in lifes harsh fight To gather all required whilst avoiding, the silent fishers sight A hand does stroke the waters as thoughtfully as a lovers face Whilst oars and gentle droplets dance at such a soothing pace Non returnable ripples travel onwards with no due care Words, sights, scents, sounds, precious memories that we share One day we will be but whisps that relished this cherished place As lovers new will float on by with a fresh renewed embrace And maybe if they are just like us they will sit and ponder on Lovers who were once like them but now are sadly gone