A Feeling

this is about my cottage and how i feel . check out another poem i worte called cottage.

Every so often I get a feeling
one that I can not over come
one that brings a tear to my eye every time
because when I hear a horn honk it brings my mind to
the special readeu hello that you give driving past the cottage
on the oposite side of the bay
and when I feel the wind in my hair it brings my mind to
the open van door when driving down that steap hill we call a drive way
and my sister yelling "HELLOOOOOOOOOOO REIDEU!!!"
When I see a bird fly in the sky or a dog barking at the bird it brings my mind to
the deep and thretining hoot of the great horned owl
with the tuff bark of a dog speaking back to it
and when I smell the sent of pine it brings my mind to
watching dear hide behind the pine trees
but most imporantly when I taste a litle bit of creak water it brings my mind to
swallowing half the readu lake over the one week i`m there
so every time I go I make it the best trip ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!