blue of sky turns white just
before the horizon of water
blue
we walk along the beach of this
immense lake cool water lapping
ankles
sandal straps linked through
fingers at this place where
river
meets lake old old town of
English tea and lawns wearing
shrubs
and trees like dinner jackets but
here by the water rocks and logs
strewn
random beauty just gaze the
horizon and think
thanks
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