December 1983


When the lake is green

And tossed by wind

To rolling breakers

Of surly wrath

Will you love me then?


When the record skips

To the dances end

Smooth, flowing movements

Wrenchd to the door

Will you love me then?


You said you would

Under sunny skies

But what about the rain

Will your love me then?


You are mine

I am yours

I will love you always


When the Lake is Green
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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