The perfect place to tiptoe to
When phone rings loud and long
When "from my better self departed"
I find myself... here rocking slow.
Watching crimson glory grow in cave
of green protection, still summer fresh.
With book, or lovely steaming cup
I hide awhile by firey bush
And let that perfect peace descend.
How very beautiful!!! I love your rocking chair!!! Have a quiet and restful weekend in you little corner of the world!
ReplyDeleteThe most perfect hideaway!
ReplyDeleteTea with Mr. Wilde in such a beautiful spot sounds simply perfect :) That is one of my favourite stories. Wishing you a happy weekend!
ReplyDeleteI love the rocker too, sitting and rocking and reading, nothing better. Your photography is great. Just back to blogging and trying to find all my old buddies. Found you at Soulful Life.
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