I have a little cottage
Where everything’s just right;
The windows bloom with flowers
At dusk there’s candlelight.
The knotted oak beside it
Is webbed with ivy leaves
And honeysuckle tangles
In clusters round the eaves.
The friendly gate swings open
Against a low stone wall
Where quaint old-fashioned blossoms
Design a Paisley shawl;
And up the winding pathway
The stones with moss are grown-
I love that little cottage
Because it is my own.
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Courtesy of Virginia Wauchope Bass.
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