Every time I see this little cabin in the woods, I wish I could go inside and soak in all its sweetness. I don't think she receives many visitors these days.
Hello front porch, have you seen anyone in a while?
Hello, back door. I love the treasures you're keeping safe from the elements.
And you, best little kitchen cooling window I've ever seen, I wish I could bake a bunch of pies and place them on your shelves, for old-times sake.
How long since you've been opened?
How long since someone's looked at you for your authority?
How long since someone's danced around you as you baked?
Even though you're cold right now, I can feel your warmth, little cabin.
And I will admire you, if only from outside, for all the days of my life.
Because you're beautiful. Yes you are.