I never did find
the house in the wood
it was only a dream
not quite understood
the peace I desired
somewhere in a dell
was illusive as fog
like a final farewell
a shelter from worry
where there is no pain
a place with no fear
of the storm or the rain
the years are a teacher
and soon I will know
that sturdy wood cabin
I sought long ago
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