most of the lake is still frozen
a smooth greenish white layer
of ice and snow covering all
but the very edges.
don’t fall in
don’t fall in
i walk the bridge
remembering the rocks
that live underneath
making the water to shallow for paddling
don’t fall in
don’t fall in
the tiny island
that you can walk to
with its canoe-shaped fire pits
and silvery birch trees.
don’t fall in
don’t fall in
everything seems so man-made
nature tamed
but what do you expect
in the suburbs?
don’t fall in
don’t fall in