The Song of the Waterlarke 1

The waterlarke glided it’s light blue feather tips  gently across. The soft, gentle fog connected then gave way for the waterlarke’s wings. It’s immaculately clean back fur glistened off of the sunlight. The waterlarke’s deep dark blue claws furled and unfurled as it flew across the lake. The gentle blue and pink cherry blossom petals bobbed up and down on the translucent lake water as the sweet, gentle breeze filled the waterlarke’s nostrils that serene summer day.