that you will be sitting on this bench
with me.
Basking in the brisk
evening air,
listening to
the birds singing,
watching them fly free--
gazing out at the lake
(Hopefully it will be full
once again by then!)
Watching the sailboats
glide by,
Peering at the beautiful
evening sky...
this is what we would see--
but I'm going to believe
and will it to be so
that soon this beloved lake
of mine will once again have
an abundant flow
of water reaching each shore
full to the brim --
and then, and then
perhaps we might sneak
in a swim...? Not.
But I'd settle for just gazing
at the lake--right next to you
and getting to see your eyes of blue. #
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