Lake Of I Poem by Annalee Somerville

I always sit back and think,
About the life that's passed me by,
And how many before me,
Swam the lake of I.
What is the Lake of I,
You just might ask,
It's a body of water,
That mirrors the past.
Past events that could've been,
Deep down in the soul,
To dark and painful memories.
If I could swim backwards,
To erase all the painful times,
I'd take a way the confusion,
And all the nasty lies.
Looking into the lake of I,
What reflection do I see?
Trees and wild flowers...
Or a calmer and happier me.


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