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Cabin In The Woods (part 1)
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Cabin In The Woods
On a cold winter day
bundled up against the chill
I leave the warmth of home
for a quiet walk thru the woods.
I brave the cold icy wind
for a few moments with you.
To walk with you thru the snow,
gloved hand in hand.
Across white meadows
under snow covered trees.
The ultimate in quietness
only the sound of the wind.
I have a secret hideaway
would you like to see?
A place of solitude of rest
of peace, of contemplation.
A place of my own
I'll never have to share.
A run away place.
A place all my own.
Hidden in the trees
overlooking the pond,
a teeny tiny cabin awaits.
A snowy rondevous for two.
Come in we'll lite the stove.
Kick off snowy boots,
hang damp jackets,
sit back....relax....talk.
Outside the window
snowflakes drop soundlessly,
piling up on the pond's icy edges,
melting as they hit open water.
I wannna be there, too!!!! This really sounds like an actual place; are there blueberries near here in summer? How far away is that spring that never freezes over? And the bottle of chianti we left there last fall, is it still half full? Oh!, go over to the door-lintel and take down the pad and pencil we stashed there, and write this down: : the thing I miss most of you is..........
"Poe" I'm not, nor "Rich" am I,
but I'll be famous, b'ye and b'ye !
Sounds like a serene place, beautiful imagery!