The Bridge Over The Lake

She walked over the bridge,

With her dog,

As the water rustled,

And she leaned over the railing,

And gazed over the view,

And was lost into it,

As her dog lazily sat down next to her,

His eyes drooping,

And hers full of wonder,

This was her inspiration,

The beauty of a lake,

With swans’ white as pearl,

And water blue as Apatite,

She took out her book and pencil,

And started drawing with her eyes closed,

And let the bridge over the lake,

Inspire new creativity.