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That Rustic Cabin
 
I remember that cabin deep in the wildwood,
Our own secluded hideaway.
Where we could unravel and relax
And for a time, hold the world at bay.

Tiny violets lined the pebbled path,
Those lavender blossoms, a welcome sign.
The old log bench had seen better days.
It had comfortably weathered with time.

The tumble-down fence had added charm
Long ago befriending the morning glory vine.
The striking blue enhanced the azure of the sky.
Nature's own intricate design.

So many Autumn's we ,two, slipped away
Into the solace of the deep wildwood.
Where the sounds of the forest lulled us to sleep
Like no other melody could.

I often sit here when evening draws nigh.
And remember how fortunate we were
And how lovely that rustic old cabin was
And,too, it's surroundings unspoiled and pure.

Those were the days to be treasured,
So wonderful, the simple life understood.
If I were granted just one wish today.
I'd wish to return to the cabin in the wildwood.

No Frills

By Mariannajo

© 2019 Mariannajo (All rights reserved)

 

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