Showering once a week at
Some friends or other's house
Heating with wood and only
A battered outhouse and having
To pump our water every day
And a beautiful baby girl to care for
As if we had wanted to step back
A hundred winters to this
Particular snowfall in the woods
Smug in our snug tiny cottage
Flakes falling through sunlight
As if it had all been planned
Just to look back on and smile
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