I took this photo of the sun rising above the lake this morning and knew it had a poem hiding in the scene. I kept thinking of the beauty in the reflection and then it occurred to me that a palindrome poem fit the scene perfectly, with words reflecting top and bottom. What’s a palindrome poem you ask? It’s a poem that reads forward and backwards. So the first four lines are repeated backwards, pivoting on the word in the fifth line! I wish the words came as easily as the idea. These poems aren’t as easy as they sound.