The Vine Covered Cottage

The Vine Covered Cottage There's a vine covered cottage over the hill If you don't find it first I sure will It's pretty well hidden in the briar and bush Watch where you walk or you'll fall on your tush Look over there at that mound of green It seems different than the rest of the scene Getting up closer I see a window, a door Taking these vines down will be quite a chore Under the vines I could see very faint It used to be covered with powder blue paint Following the pebble strewn path away from the door I came to large waves crashing the shore Sitting on a big rock that was welcoming me Gazing all about me to see what I'd see I recognized treasure half buried in sand Hey come quick and give me a hand Finding beautiful shells from abalone and snail Shining green bottles that used to hold ale A locket with pictures that somebody lost With a man and a woman, lovers star crossed Here is some blue glass broken in shards There is a worn out deck of cards Scattered pearls no longer a string And a child's imitation glass ring The sun's going down. There's a chill in the air We better get over the hill while we dare Tell no one of this place we have found Where lots of treasures under sand abound. July 5, 2005 copyright © Lila May Guptill (AKA) Lunaria All my poetry, art and other writings are all legally ©Copyrighted before posting. Do not use .Thank you. Lunaria.