A SHELTERED NOOK
It stood there still the lonely cottage
resolute in seasons ravage
levied there at natures will
the lonely cottage stood there still.
The wind was strong the rain beat down
and trekking from the local town
a raucous merry making throng
the rain beat down the wind was strong
A sheltered nook within the storm
inside its walls both dry and warm
they sang until the rafters shook
within the storm a sheltered nook.
Michael Edwards © October 2017