Sunrise…now, sun set
People arrived, and went
Winter’s peppermint evening
deepens the pine lined lane.
Ah, happily I am robbed of
Summer’s warm indulgent days
Where icy cokes and olden books
are Paradise Lost again.
Now birch crackles in the hearth
I built for sleigh ride day
and cocoa cups toast tattered tomes
here in Paradise reborn again.
Max S