The Cabin
A cabin sits quietly in the snow,
as the sun sets on a cold winter day.
The cabin, once new, now sits aged but still
remains sound. The glowing windows like eyes
show it’s warm, weathered soul against harsh winds.
Waning wood tells a story about life.
The walls have served as a sanctuary
from storms and the tough world outside the door.
While white slowly falls and rests on the roof,
the fire inside burns steady and strong.
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