The Lake Lover Poem by auty paul jason

I sit at a feet of the edge of the lake
And I thought about her all day
Sometimes, I regret that I don't bring my cigar
But, that thought can be cure by her
Or, maybe I'm smoking cigar and
Thought about that
This cigar may cost a lot in of money in other countries
But, most of the time
I just sit around the lake and
Don't thought about anything
Or, maybe thought about am just lucky to be born
And not to be a cripple
Why do am thought about it
Well, I guess I'm just a lake lover.