An idea begins with creative thought, <br />Followed soon by drawing a plan, <br />Finding a location, timely sought, <br />Measurements consistent with span. <br /> <br />Level the surface or roughly so, <br />Setting corners, steady in place <br />Joining the roof to joists below, <br />Studs, holding firmly as brace. <br /> <br />Openings for windows left precise, <br />Doors must be level and plumb, <br />Corner to corner, must suffice, <br />Square; general rule of thumb. <br /> <br />Screwing the metal roof tight, <br />Joints lapped over one another, <br />Pitch drops perfectly right, <br />Sheathing allowed to cover. <br /> <br />Attached is the luxurious deck, <br />The view is really quite divine, <br />A little large but what the heck, <br />Both together they intertwine. <br /> <br />Tongue and groove siding, seals, <br />Moisture and insects; outside, <br />Knots and grain truly reveals, <br />Natural wood, stained and dyed. <br /> <br />Flooring covers the crawl space, <br />Ceiling and walls fit the design, <br />Tables and lamps, all in place, <br />Small kitchen in which to dine. <br /> <br />The fireplace now, waits to be lit, <br />To complete this long final scheme, <br />Pardon me dear, be back in a bit, <br />Pinch me; it all feels like a dream.<br /><br />G.R. Gaus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-cabin-4/
