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Reflections
As he sits on that big rock and ponders
He sees reflections coming from the lake
There is the mountain top snow covered
Beauty only our great Creator can make
He sees the trees with beautiful foilage
A picture of the rarest beauty ever seen
Seeing shades of red, yellow, and gold
Colors from leaves that once were green
A stream that is flowing down to the lake
Creates a waterfall roaring so very loud
As his eyes scan across this magical lake
He sees the reflection of one lonely cloud
He wishes he could stay here until eternity
But with sadness he knows that he must go
In his mind he will carry this beautiful picture
A mountain top that was covered with snow
By Acie
© 2002
