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Cottage Memories

Cottage Memories

By: Mabelle Arline Whitney

 

Auntie Bells cottage,

was a haven from fears

In the awakening spring

of my childhood years

A rough stone path

leading straight to her door

Rushed my hurried steps

To the warmth in store

Her soft  feathered bed

And the old Morris chair

Were heavenly comforts

I was welcome to share

A cuckoo sang on the hour

Sitting upon his perch

Laughter was his gift to me

For that old bird, I do search

Coon cheese and tea

Was our evening repast

And I realized not

Our time couldn't last

By:

Mabelle Arline Whitney

Copyright 2006

Page Created By: Pam Gallo

Moments to remember

2006

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