Some Things I Love

Months ago I went for a walk in the woods. Hand in hand with my best friend. He showed me the things he loves there. He told me stories of his father, of his childhood, of the Kentucky land that he loves. We found the perfect spot for the little cabin, where he always saw a deer. He cut this wild grape vine for me. I love the perfect tiny grapes and the fragile leaves. I love the woods. I love the spot for the little cabin. I love the farm; it's Home. I love my best friend.