By Maria Kouznetsova
One cool summer morning
She takes a stroll along the shoreline
Breathing in the fresh lake air
She rejoices for life’s great treasures
Like this promenade on the beach
Waves lap up against her bare feet
Which have made footprints in the sand
As she walks, the waves roll gently
And wash her footprints all away
Tender waves cool her feet
The sun shines on soft sparkling sand
As the tide slowly rises
The breeze blows
And the lake relaxes
During this stroll upon the beach