Argyle Lake

Argyle+Lake

Luca Giammarino, Contributor

On the long path I walk on

I see birds soaring like jets

trees swaying like a crowd at a concert

and the crackle of the gravel like fire crackers

 

the breeze blowing like a cooling fan

the grass as green as the jungle

flowers as colorful as the rainbow

and the temperature as humid as the Amazon

 

the fish zooming as fast as torpedos

people moving around the lake like ants around a puddle

the calm water as smooth as silk

and the sky as clear as glass

 

the waterfalls splashing like a pool party

the bushes as round as marbles

the field as long as a desert

was on the path I walk on