A Poem from Helen

Am I dreaming or am I awake,
staring out over the lake.
Gleaming blue
Glistening dew.
Snow white lilies, floating on the
lake of gleaming blue.
Once there was a bird, that flew.
over the flowers of glistening dew.
The bird left it's nest,
flying high, heading west.
For pastures new, away it flew,
Away from the lake of gleaming blue.