The Secluded Cabin

In a valley you stand alone;

Surrounded by the trees that protect you;

To the left a small creek flows by;

And the wildlife you greet each day.

In all four directions that you face;

To the south a path leads to your door;

And a small window faces the east;

To greet the morning sun.

As the weather is hard to predict;

It has taken its�?toll upon you;

Like the bitter north winds that blow;

Or the blistering sun shining upon you;

In summer so many pass you by;

Not even noticing your existence;

Even when autumn falls upon you;

Surrounds you with colour and beauty.

As the sun sets in the west;

And the shadows that creep before you;

Lie still in the darkness;

Silence that now gives you peace;

As seasons come and go;

You stand so strong and sturdy;

Someday someone will discover you;

But for now, you are the secluded cabin.