Adirondack Cabin

Amid the Adirondacks, my log retreat,

Beneath pines, where dreams are sweet.

Cozy nooks, where warmth thrives,

Dotted blanket of stars, cover my sleepy eyes.

Enlightened by nature, a true oasis,

Forest whispers, like ghostly traces.

Gentle streams hum, soothing sound,

Haven of peace, where joy is found.

Ivory snow covers the rugged land,

Journeying through, in joy, I stand.

Kindling fires, tall tales by the fire,

Lingering moments, until we retire.

Moonlit nights paint a surreal scene,

Nestled in solace, a haven serene.

Old spruce beams echo times of old

Pine scented memories, precious and bold.

Quietness rules in this woodland space,

Rustic charm, in each timbers grace.

Savoring solitude, a love that grows,

Tucked in the Adirondacks, where my heart glows.

Under the canopy, stars softly gleam,

Valley echoes with a philosopher's dream.

Woodsmoke trails weave stories untold,

Xanadu of my heart, in logs of gold.

Yearning fulfilled, nature's embrace,

Zeal for my cabin, a love, time won’t erase. erase