The lake

The waves lap on the wood dock.
The soft breeze blows the leaves by.
A girl and a boy lay out on the grass with books.
The sweet air is full of blooms that tickle the nose.
The sound of cars and wheels of bikes can be heard.
The quick whiz of a disc goes by in the air.
A child laughs as she throws bread to the geese.
Long seats of white wood can be found near the banks.
The peace of the land fills the mind.