The Misty Lake

As we strolled on the path so neat,

With puddles splashing at our feet,

Overlooking the lake open wide,

Where tiny waves danced side by side.

We sat to watch the waters change,

From blue to grey, nature so strange!

The skies darkened with a frown,

And the clouds played around the town.

As mist moves in and softly spins,

Through drizzling rain, breeze begins..

Fading the scene in gloomy white,

Like sleepy toys tucked in for the night.

Winds on trees rustle through the air,

To chase the mist and stir my hair.

As we bid adieu, the shadows grow,

And leave the lake for home's warm glow...