our log cabin

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Our log cabin

 

you always loved to hear the rain

on the tin roof of our log cabin

in the foothills of the Adirondacks

morning light would come

we would awake

listen to the rain

lying in each other's arms

listening to the loons on the lake

welcome the new morning

another log added to the old fireplace

we would welcome the morning

in our own special way

while the loons dove deep into the lake

adirondacksfireplacelog cabinloonsloverain on tin roof

◄ born in mama's bed 1941

a Hopper in the making ►

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