the furry caterpillar

to be where lovely willow grows

by lovely shaded shore

where sloping roof and wrapping porch

meet ends with wooden floor

jam on bread and tea in morn

lays way for love filled day

and promises of lifetime joys

push darkest thoughts away

lay in bed to sounds of rain

exhausted through and through

and hold on tight to loves sweet dream

of me held tight by you.

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