If life allowed, I would buy a
farmhouse with a big red barn
and on a summer’s evening, I would
sit on my porch with
a glass of iced tea and watch the sun set behind it’s rustic structure
as daylight surrendered to darkness.
It would center me
……and I would be happy
If life allowed, I would buy a farmhouse with a big red barn
and in autumn, I would sit on my porch with a cup of tea
and in autumn, I would sit on my porch with a cup of tea
And watch the trees behind my red
barn get swallowed in the hues
of October, and as my aging friend
would blend with the amber and russet leaves,
Fall’s tapestry would wash over my
soul
……and I would be happy
If life allowed, I would buy a
farmhouse with a big red barn
and spend the hours of a winter
afternoon sitting on my porch with
a mug of hot chocolate and marvel at
how the red explodes off
the white and crystal branches of the bare
trees.
I’d get lost in the design of the
stark branches against a grey sky
….and I would be happy
If life allowed, I would buy a
farmhouse with a big red barn
And on a warm spring day, I would sit
on my porch and smell the apple blossoms
that lined its’ driveway, and then stroll through wisteria cradled arbors
….and I would be happy
If life allowed….
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