He sat there in his very favorite chair all comfy and warm. <br />The wind howled outside rattling the large windows. <br />There was no reason to feel anything but happy. <br />He was reading one of his most cherished books. <br /> <br />The fire was roaring in the huge fireplace. <br />The logs had been cut and split before the snow flew. <br />The house smelled of fresh cut wood and heavenly candles. <br />It was almost time to tend to the fire again. <br /> <br />The days were passed like this in the winter, in Oklahoma. <br />One needed to prepare out here in the forest. <br />The cupboards were full with all sorts of goodies. <br />Everything needed was near at hand. <br /> <br />The snow was now drifting two feet in depth. <br />It was blowing horizontally at times. <br />This was the time of year he loved like no other. <br />The isolation and desolation made him smile inside. <br /> <br />When the tree fell nobody heard the sound. <br />The loud crack and splintering was a foreboding <br />Of the soon to be disaster; as the immense oak headed down. <br />It hit that lonely house in the forest with a mighty crash. <br /> <br />The peace and feelings of pleasure turned to pain; <br />As the tree smashed through the house destroying everything <br />In its path; including the fireplace, and cutting the house in half. <br />He knew what would happen now that the calm was destroyed. <br /> <br />Death came soon to the lonely cabin, and its owner, in the woods. <br />The mighty oak had severed his arm and he knew, even without pain, <br />The end was near, no power, no heat, no cabin, no chance. <br />He had no regrets that fateful day; it had been a good life, <br />The one he had chosen to live, out here by himself. <br /> <br />It was calm again, out here in the woods, now that the cabin was gone. <br />Mother Nature had eaten the remains, as well as his flesh in <br />This lonely spot in the woods; where he had built his home sweet home. <br />Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, we'll all be gone, of that you can trust.<br /><br />J.B. LeBuert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cabin-in-the-woods-2/
