The cabin
Set on Rocky Mountainside
Snow-capped peaks across the valley
Green meadow and wildflower below
Wood-burning fireplace
Logs piled high
Bacon sizzling on the sk**et
Smoke curling through the pines
The dog barks
An echo rolls along the road
A bird in answer
Wings a song into the sky
L.A. is gone
A stone skipped upon a mountain stream
Washed into the sea
My boots crunch the needles in applause.