The Cabin

You can catch a fish at the lake I know Or an aromic breeze from the pines Some work cutting wood though Maybe you’d rather take in the sunshine Relax in the shade for a while then With a cool glass of lemonade Listen to the loons on the water squelching their serenade Try your luck with a fishing pole on the dock at dusk Hold tight now there’s a big one out there Reminisce at night over coffee by the fire Telltales of the fish you spared Snuggle in at night and take a deep breath The air is always fresh at the lake And hopefully by tomorrows morn You’ll be greeted by a sun-filled daybreak