Cabin in the Field
Drawing and poem
by Marc Lanciaux
A cabin in the field of lush grass,
Spanning miles in the distance.
A gasp of fresh air of the mountain pass,
Birds are chirping near.
Over here, there is peace at last,
As for my dear,
We once lived here long ago.
A home we spent our weekends,
Retreats had filled our souls.
Never had it gotten old,
All those days were the best moments.
As for every getaway is told,
Clear in memory,
Feeling filled with lax and comfort,
My love will always be here with me,
Our cabin in the field.
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