The Cabin

by James W. Spain, II

The old cabin
deep in the woods long neglected

was once a home full of love,
laughter and family.

I recall the holidays spent with
special relatives and friends.

People that passed away many decades ago
but still very much alive in my mind.

The warmth of the fire as we all
passed a dark winter evening aglow.

The smell of fresh coffee early in the morning
and apple pie in the evening.

Electricity and indoor plumbing were
a luxury that we did not know.

Our food was grown in the fields
while hunting and fishing provided the rest.

Friends were your siblings and your
siblings remained your friends for life.

This was the true meaning of family
and values were not taught but learned by example.

The old cabin
Deep in the woods long neglected.

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