Our Precious Moment. Poem by Dave Dafes

Back at the county each weekend we retire,
To the lonely little cabin in the woods, afire
With zest for a life spiced with love, we aspire
To sail our goals to Altair,

Alone surrounded by wildlife and barbwire,
We relish nature's beauties as our hearts conspires,
Listening to the melodious flute of the forest choir,
Playing silently in the background till it expires,

Spread on the horizon like a magnificent attire,
The aesthetic ambiance of elation embraces us.
As each heart’s desires we acquire,
With our love sick eyes, into each other’s soul we inquires

With hands clapped, each other we inspires,
With the fire our cohesive goals requires,
Knowing our success a surefire,
To be better daily we transpire.