"Lake Sorrow"


The fish in lake sorrow
seem so much larger this year
The school of circumstance
must still be growing
Is anybody sailing these waters any more
These ripples are not
from skipping stones
yet just as sure as broken bones
Does anybody walk on water anymore

Here under lake sorrow
the depth shadows the morrow
though I could have sworn
that not long ago, on the darkest of nights
I saw a passing ships light

Wonder if it was adrift like me
was it fishing here in lake sorrow
or just waiting for the dawn
to break anchor, to sail free

Written by R. Russell ©1999 All rights reserved.