Wednesday, August 22, 2012


Stately house of verdant canopy,
Fresh the dew dust carpet,
Mighty walls of oaken beams,
Feather cushioned ferns.

So clean this dwelling,
Clutter-less in keep,
Ever changing halls of life,
Curtains thrown back to the sun.

Great for many a visitor,
Spacious for the reflective heart,
No room was ever filled with music,
Like the atrium of my woods.

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