As I step out on the porch, <br />The air rushes around me. <br />I fee the coolness of it <br />As it passes on by. <br />The moon is high up <br />In the night sky. <br />The water crashes against <br />The dock as a passing <br />Boat comes by. <br />The house is still, <br />Not a sole is moving around. <br />I walk out on the water to <br />Admire it's true beauty. <br />The moon cast a reflection <br />Off the water. <br />This night is truely a sight. <br />The lake house has it's <br />Own unique beauty.<br /><br />Tracey Owens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lake-house/
