SHE ROWS THE BOAT ALONE

She rows the boat alone in the lake,

The sky is beautiful, a canvas of blue

The water glistens, a crystal clear sheet,

Reflecting the sun's warm golden hue

She glides through the water, so serene,

Her oars cutting through the liquid glass

The breeze on her face, the waves at her feet,

She revels in this peaceful pass

She rows on and on, into the unknown,

Leaving worries and troubles behind

This moment is hers, in this tranquil zone,

She is free, her spirit unconfined

She rows the boat alone, but she is not alone,

For nature is with her, all around

The grass, the sky, the water, her own,

She is one with the beauty she has found