Today I decided to do a Poem about my “dream home”, This is something I have wanted not only for myself but for my Mother and my brother as well.
Ever since I was a little kid I wished we had a place out in the woods, our own private piece of land. A cottage or a cabin perhaps would be the perfect home for me!
Moss growing on the sides, wood beams exposed yet modern and sophisticated…sleek and new.
Seattle Washington would be the perfect place for such a home, nestled deep inside a forest of western hemlocks, as well as all the other evergreens… Monoecious flowers growing all around…a Magnificent view of Mt. Rainer in the background.
A Place Called Home
The place I feel most comfortable…
The summer air as crisp as cold wind in winter
Evergreen trees surrounding the land
Moss intruding on every inch of property
Temperature of 60 Degrees all year long
No Humidity but gentle rain
Set amongst a gray skyline that demands attention
No other place on earth is like this
A place I would like to forever remain
My own little slice of heaven deep in the Evergreen Forest’s
Cottage or a Cabin doesn’t matter to me
As long as I have my family
With all the memories and moments stored within my mind
I hope I can escape to this place one day
The one place on earth that I call Home
Washington State is where I buried my heart & Soul
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