The Wild Rambling Cottage ForteA Poem by Bewitching SensationsCatch a glimpse of my mind !!!Come sit here awhile Take a stroll into my dream Sit under the pergola Hanging heavy with wisteria Can you see the roses Wild and carefree Heavy with perfume Teasing the window pane Come lets run up the cobbled path To the back stable type door So so cosy looking Overhung by vines and more Mmmmmm smell that, delicious My homemade bread cooking Slip in awhile, sit at my pine table We can chat over a pot of tea The bread is now ready, hot, I will spread butter and then honey What about some freshly baked? Oat and raisin cookies, yummy My Aga is recessed in the hearth The kitchen is unique, Nic naks With little window panes Framed with gingham curtains Look look at my living room Heavy Beams, open fire Big chunky fur rug, get some coal The flames are running low Quick we must leave. The latch on the front door Has just gone, run, run ! One day, that will be me © 2012 Bewitching SensationsAuthor's NoteReviews
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StatsAuthorBewitching SensationsArundel , West Sussex, United KingdomAboutI have always love to doodle with words on paper, whether in my diary or with poetry or stories.... have not done it in years.. so im taking it up again, very therapeutic, i must say... really enjoyi.. more..Writing
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