Cabin Fever

wake me with snowflakes
brushing the panes
and the smell of pine smoke
hanging in the air

I wish to feel the strength
of winter’s fury
safely from the arms
of a quiet cabin’s warmth

steal me away into the woods
far from the reach
of the city’s constant call
or the roar of passing cars

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