By the Lakeside

Laying by the lakeside
On a mild and quiet evening
With the Tulips and Pansies waving
In sweet union with the Airs
And the kisses she gives the wetlands
A sudden drop on the waters
From the flowers that stood above the lake
And the enchanting forested woodland,
And the sweet smelling Rose bushes
A deer stands afar staring
Sniffing and nodding at the lake
The birds twitter calmly
Up on the high Fig forests

An evening ride across the quiet lake
On a blue painted boat
Watching a tiny fish glide
And the crabs move along lazily
With a grey turtle swimming majestically
And the Partridge calling out to its clan
Overlooking a blue sky, a cloud of silver
On a very solemn airy evening