Lake song
The songs that lakes sing let me now unfold.
Different tunes and colorful rhythms.
Some, like Lake Winnipeg, are clear and cold
With cutting blue sky and white sand beach.
Warm,dark, and punctuated with bird songs
Is Tana. Where Gala float on reed boats
And the leopard hunts where his prey belongs.
Hear the slow, strong, liquid beat of the drum!
Superior, lonely, home of the loon
With unseen quiet distant bolder rocky shores.
A solo flute is playing summer’s ruin
round rocks have been loved by ice and water.
Our cabin listens to mud puddle lake
A drowned river valley in wooded hills.
Catfish, bluegill and bass are there to take
A folksong sung in simple harmony .
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