About

Let go the possessions, with their worry and their care, I want freedom, food and water, light work, and pure air.

Just a place that's ever peaceful, with birds singing to appease, I can pass up other pleasures, when I'm supplied with these,

Just a cabin on a lake, surrounded by trees, the quiet of the wilderness has my fondest dream, far away from the city, busy surging in throng, I'm contented, yes delighted, for I'm right where I belong.

Just the land on the water, filled with plants, trees and flowers, just a porch and easy chair, there to spend my hours, some wine and good cheese a tasty wave in the breeze, we can take a trip and visit but never really leave.

Just a chance to make a living, with no debt to be carefree, that's the height of this ambition, and it's good enough for me, for the world is full of worry, sacrificing freedom, gaining gold and losing health, he who is contented, be his portion large or small, just to live at the cabin, is the life that beats them all.                                                        BC~2014