A Morning in the Woods

A morning in the woods

I wake up

To the pitter patter

A hail here, a hail there

Of rain on the tin cabin roof

While the kids are still asleep

And Dora lays by the door

Wagging her thick bushy hair

I step out to sit in the swinging chair

How far am I from home?

Not very

Without wifi

Without a worry

About the mess on the island

About what to cook

for lunch

For dinner and sundry

The unending heaps

Of dishes and laundry

The night before

I slept with a thought

I would wake up 

To Sun Rays beaming

From the Maples, 

Oaks and Pines

But it’s a rain all I need

For this parched heart and soul

On A morning in the woods

A morning in the Woods

Is all I need!!