the lake by Richard Trotter I saw a shiny polished floor And imagined it was a lake By which I walked with her On an eerie summers day. In silence we strolled under the yellow sky Until I recalled, her indifference and felt the dull ache of truth 01/11/2004 Author's Note: leeds university experiences.. Posted on 01/11/2004 Copyright © 2026 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Stephanie Kent on 01/11/04 at 01:49 AM I love the bittersweet, nostalgic feel of this. . . Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)