Walk along this winding lane
Until you come to a secluded lake
There you will have peace of mind
No finer place on earth you'll find
Watch elegant swans and colourful ducks
If your lucky see a leaping salmon
See anglers casting out their lines
Hear tales of the one that got away
Sit and relax and pass away the time
Until its time to call it a day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That was a lovely stroll Dan!
One of the 3 lakes down your neck of the woods, and yes a peaceful stroll thanks Margaret