Sometimes at night
In the fading light
It does come back to me
Where a log cabin stood deep in the woods
Devoid of all defugalties
Where time is set
To a seasons change
The largest gear in a time peace range
I did that day absorb my stay
On trout bacon and tea
When a drowsiness
At the end of this did come over me
A bush nap for those
In there fishing clothes
Know it only to be
The best of sleep in the woods so deep
Is it this type of slumber
We know's out there
When we say gone fishing over there
Sometimes at night in the fading light
This does come back to me
Where a log cabin stood
Deep in the woods
Named peace and tranquility
Nick krakana
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