COTTAGE LIFE IS BEST

There is no better way, to start a new day
Than to walk on the deck, as the mist rolls away
The loon cries out, as it searches for its mate
The moon disappears in the horizon, as the twilight is late
The stars dissapate, with the bats not far behind
It is at this point, I can finally relax my mind
I see the beaver swimming, with a branch in its teeth
When all of a sudden, it slaps its tail and dives beneath
The crickets, strum their wings, as the frogs begin to croak
From the distant chimneys, I see a hint of smoke
The osprey soars high above, gazing down at the lake
Finally, it spots a fish and swoops down, without a wake
The bass start jumping, at the flies in the air
As the pike hides in the weeds, without a care
As I get into my canoe, I paddle with a peaceful thought
With each forward stoke, I dream of that spot
It is where I sit and ponder, what lies ahead
Whether the sunrise will be orange or the sunset, red
This is the definition of tranquility and peace
There is nothing better, than the whispering in the trees
Now, in the distance, I see the time has come
For with the sun rising, a new day has begun
This is where I want to be and where I like to rest
Because there is no better feeling, for ...
COTTAGE LIFE IS BEST

Joe Henn