Twilight Cottage Porch
Sue Frusha November 4th, 2007
As I gaze at the mountains
in the distance
A breeze rustles the air
It gently cools and soothes me
As I rock in the old rocking chair
Twilight is softly falling
On the little cottage serene
It’s the closest thing to heaven
On this earth, that I have seen
Written by: Sue Frusha
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