The Lake – A poem for my Sherry

I’ve shown my serious side, my funny side, and a bit of my crazy side. But seeing as how yesterday was the 16th anniversary of the day I met my best friend, my partner, my awesome wife, Sherry, I’m going to post one of the very first poems I wrote for her. I’ve written over a hundred (I lost count) for her, and this is one of her favorites. Bear with me, folks, while I show my <gulp> romantic side:

The Lake


As I watch the steam rise from the lake

I think of the sweet love we made

As we lay there, our bodies cooling

Like a runner who’s stopped in the shade


The water is smooth and it glistens

In the early morning sun

Like your eyes as you gaze up at me

Telling me I’m the only one


A fish jumps, the silence is broken

You sigh as you lay in my arms

Ripples spread in widening circles

I feel the flutter of your quick beating heart


The waters lap soft on the shore now

I hear the soft call of a dove

As I drift ever slow toward slumber

You whisper sweet dreams, my love


In a few moments the water is still

The lake again calm and serene

You sleep with your head on my shoulder

My eyes close, I slip into dreams


Copyright © 1995 C. Mashburn


  1. Sherry Mashburn said

    Thank you for these past 16 years. They’ve never been boring, and I cannot imagine where I would be without you.

    I love you, Charlie.

  2. Awwwwwwwwwwwwww………How sweet!

  3. Waynette said

    That was very sweet!!! And now…I know what you’ve been doing….hehe

  4. Joy Rawle said

    Ain’t LOVE awesome. Love you both

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