I walked into the woods with you
To find a quiet reading spot.
You shivered, and complained about the cold,
But still trudged on through the snow.

We came upon a shelter.
Shiny, snow covered metal roof
And sturdy oaken timbers,
Undisturbed.

Someone had hung wind chimes from the rafters
And they played a merry tune
Of random notes, untimed clinks,
And spontaneous swings.

I watched your face light up
As we pushed aside trees
To enter this new haven
Undisturbed.

You'd seen the books
That someone had left behind
Michener, Kerouac, and London
Made their homes here.

We found our reading spot, my love.
Where we will forever
Replenish our minds
Undisturbed.