This is cottage life
warm cup in hand i take stock
as the cool air caresses my face
the smells of dawn comingle
the lake ever so still with
sounds of nature waking up
there's nothing more precious
than this moment and
the sense of awe i feel
i am undeniably blessed
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
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