At The Lake

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    At The Lake

     As I sit outside watching the trees blowing in the wind .
    My mind glides to thoughts of you and I sitting by a lake enjoying the spring time breeze while having a picinic under a tree just relaxing enjoying the evening as we watch the sunset  at the lake..... 

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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