By The Lake

By the lake i sit under a cool shade oak tree

as i read my book, i start to mediate.

i often have visions and dreams of you,

their will never be another gal like you.

you are the leaf floating bye .

but you always catch my eye.




I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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5 Responses to By The Lake

  1. hastywords says:

    If you are interested I would love to do a poetic duet with you. You have a great blog too 🙂

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