"To Walk Upon the Lake Again"

"To Walk Upon the Lake Again"

When I was much younger, I knew of a lake
Many times as a child, the trek I did make
This lake existed for beauty's sake
Never a more glorious picture could one ever take

As I walked the pathway down to the shore...
I felt my spirit, as an eagle, soar
This lake lingers in the land of lore...
And will remain forever more

This lake resides deep in the trees...
Among the humming of the bees
And when winter dropped its flowing breeze...
The lake, it always seemed to freeze

The beauty brought me to my knees
A moment as this I had to sieze

To walk upon the lake in awe
To recall the wonders that I saw...
When I was a child way back then
Oh, to walk upon the lake again

B.L. Houghtalin