Down in the valley, I have a cabin in the land.
Here I come for my get away.
Stress can no longer carry me away.
I come for the peace, beauty and serenity.
One morning in the early of the day.
A bird came screeching this way.
I saw a bunny hopping away.
As he made his way to the creek.
The days just move along.
As the evening birds begin their songs.
The air around begind to move.
Squinted eyes, I began to scan around.
There a deer made a run.
There they were down by the lake.
Soon followed by some does and thier little ones.
Their stay was way too short for me.
For some reason they took off in a rush.
Leaving to fast to kick up dust.
They were to far for me to see.
With the moon and the stars, for the only light.
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