A simple thatched-roof cottage|
Hidden in the wildwood there,
Where wild fern and red-bud thrive
Seemingly without care.
The freedom they're accustomed to
Always astounds me.
They grow without restraint,
I've seen mountains in the winter,
When they're capped with snow
Picked daisies in the summertime
From a favorite spot I know.
Springtime brings the daffodils
To brighten hills with gold sunshine.
I search for violets, always hiding
Lavender shoots, so divine.
But hiking down that winding path
Now when Autumn comes to call,
When all the leaves are newly painted,
In that haven ... I have it all.
© 2019 Mariannajo
(All rights reserved)