Mountain cabin retreat,
Is where I go to breathe,
The Aspen trees surround,
With their leaves that shake.
No WiFi or cell signal,
Just the wind through pine,
The deer walk past at dusk,
As stars begin to shine.
I read by kerosene lamp,
And chop wood for the fire,
Mountain cabin retreat days,
Are what I desire.
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