Looking at the lake, sitting under the willow tree
See the Eagle, way up high, flying free
Dragon flies are standing still, Squirrels are hopping around
Shadow dancing all over the ground
Fishes are jumping high, hope to catch a fly
Sea Gulls are flying in circles, don't know why
Some ducks are on the lake at play
Some on the shore taking a nap on a lazy day
Ripples over the water chasing the wind end to end
Lonely dog burking around the bend
Frogs are shouting, not so shy
Flocks of Canadian Geese just took off, said good bye
Fluffy clouds playing hide and seek with the morning Sun
Nature is at play, bursting with fun
Lonely heart, lonely mind fading in and out with the memory lane
Breaking the silence by the whistle of a distant train
Year after year enjoyed the lake sitting under the willow tree
I wonder how long will I be here or the end
of this day will I see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice, reminds me of childhood