A Cold Day at the Lake


Mrs. Borruso

Bobby Amdur

Mandy Zheng, Contributor

The leaves of the trees have already gone
Except, for just one
It stands there still and strong,
Until it dies and re-spawns.

The geese swim about, not bothered by the cold.
Just like the lakes, that once had a flow.
The coldness makes the water frozen
But now it has a sparkling glow.

The duck swims away from the sheet of ice,
to find somewhere that is nice.
It gathers ‘round to share the warmth,
Oh! What a nice image it forms!