~~ THE LAKE ~~ As morning breaks and earth awakes The lake is smooth as glass. Birds, sing their wake-up trill And dew glistens on the grass. The sun shines bright upon the water Families picnic here and there. Bright colored sailboats race 'round a bouy And kids play in the sand without a care. The moonbeams shimmer upon the water As couples stroll hand in hand. Moored boats bob back and forth As gentle waves lap the land. By Linda Hotger November 2000 �������������