Reflect

In the twilight of the evening, sitting on the lake

in a boat made for two, gazing out towards the sun

the water shimmers in the last rays of sun, 

it's vermilion light spreading out through the sky

Surrounded by the fresh smell of spring, as the breeze sweeps over

and the cool mist that lightly plays on my face

I hear the boat creak as it begins to sway

the tiny waves rolling every which way

I smile as I hear the lapping of the water

as it's crests caress the sides of the banks

I think of the times that you took me here

and my heart cracks at the ghost of you

Then I think to myself, as the sun disappears

that there's beauty in life, even in times of tears.