I love the little things in life
The way the windchimes
Drone in the summer night
Fusing noise with the bullfrogs
That’s was my little paradise
I had a house in a small town
Behind it was a bayou
Those summer days were serene
And the sights that accompanied it
A big channel of murky water
Flowed behind us
With snakes and alligators
Katy has changed so much
When I visit the noises are replaced
By car noises and dogs barking
I miss the quiet solitude
It’s so hard to find these days
I know change is inevitable
But let me hold on to the memories
Of seeing rice fields and old run down mills
The relics are always embedded in my heart
When I visit, I’ll try to look for clues of the past
(C) Carly Wiggins 2018
Message In Stanza 
Dear Carly
I understand you very well when you miss such quiet place surrounded by mother nature. Sometime I go to the summer cottage and it is quiet there that you only can listen to the birds, the waves of the lakes, the wind rushing through the leaves and far and wide noone – even on this big lake: no boat – noone – there my soul gets food and refreshes from the every day life.
Have a great time, my friend
Didi
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