Little House In the Pine Barrens
I doff my many hats away,
To a lazy sunny Saturday,
Lounging, lazing and lying about,
Doing absolutely nothing but nowt,
Just loving and dreaming the day away.
My love and I have such a home,
Where on such days we never roam.
We sit together on our upper deck,
And all the chores can just go to heck.
And sometimes I may even write a poem.
Here we have such a beautiful life,
Made even more beautiful by my wife,
Who adds zest and quite a lot of spice,
And makes even the bad seem nice,
As we plan hand in hand and roll the dice.
Here in our Little House in the Pine Barrens,
A world you shouldn’t have a care in,
Where animals come to our backyard to play,
And some have come to our home to stay.
It’s a wonderful life we have come to share in.
With us we have Salem our sweet fat cat,
Woodstock cockatiel the ever-eating acrobat,
Barnanas snake quiet and reserved,
Andree cockatoo loud and absurd,
And we have zoo guests come to visit at that!
There’s Lucky bird quite opinionated,
Tater-tot skunk who eats till over-satiated,
And Rocky ferret with his bouncy little dance.
Who’s next? It’s up to chance! (Or my love’s fancy!)
I think the quiet country life is a bit over-rated!
Together we sit on our deck, my love and I,
On a warm sunny day or ‘neath a cool starry sky,
Talking of things that now are but dreams,
Of children we’ll have, one, two or three!?
Growing up in a home of love and hopes high.
My love is everything to me I could find in no other,
An amazing woman and wife and she’ll make a great mother.
She makes our house a home with her sweetness and love,
And brings down the blessings from God above,
And I am her husband; I’ll be father and love her.
Here even the ladybugs visit on a cold winter’s day,
They bring with them good luck that never flies away.
We have seen three seasons come and go with much pleasure,
Now we wait for fall to come and bring us its treasure,
And all we pray is for a child to bless the rest of our days.
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