A Cabin Wonderland

Did I like Alice fall into the rabbit hole

I’m in this wonderland of snow and ice

Trees like pencil slashes

Reach into the snow filled sky

I step onto the frozen pond

Like Peter I’m afraid I’ll sink—I won’t of course

In the middle of this lake of ice

I turn and look at the cabin

Cold burns my cheeks

But I still smile

As warmth floods my heart and soul

With love and wonder for this place

This is not a dream

I am very much awake and alive

And this is truly wonderland

Exceeding every expectation

Nancy Perkins

February 2015