A Poem For New Adventures
Fastly, the week went by.
We packed.
We scrubbed.
We saw friends.
We laughed.
I almost cried but held it back.
We closed on the sale of our house this morning.
The last 24 hours were harder than I thought they’d be.
So many memories in this house.
Children grown.
Now empty rooms.
Hobbies flourished,
Now packed away.
Gardens planted.
Lawns cut.
Windows washed.
Driveway sealed.
Flowers blooming,
Just like those who lived here.
Thankful.
A new chapter for mid-life.
Home in the forest
on a quiet lake.
Listening for the loon call
at dusk.
Songbirds chirp with the dawn.
Birch, cedar, and maple trees
rustle
in the wind.
Water invites as the sun bounces
back into the air thick
with summer humidity.
I wonder how many stars
we’ll see tonight.
A new place to live
yet comfortable like
an old friend.
Our cabin breathes
with new
life.
© Draft, Carol Labuzzetta, 2022
Today is Poetry Friday. I am sure I’m late to the roundup which is nothing new! But today, I have an excuse! We closed on the sale of our house this morning! We are now at our cabin in the Northwoods where we will live. It will be beautiful to be surrounded by nature, the forest, and the lake, along with all the woodland creatures. Our cabin will have new life! Catherine at Reading to the Core is our host for the roundup this week. Please visit her page for more. Thanks for hosting, Catherine!
The Apples in My Orchard 
Carol, congratulations! Flowers blooming, / Just like those who lived here. / Thankful. What beautiful thoughts to leave a home with. Onto your wonderful new adventure!
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Laura, Thanks so much! I will work some more on those verses. I do like the idea of the good-bye/hello poem for a house. Have a great time with your adventures this week!
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It’s lovely to capture that ‘goodbye’ and then your ‘hello’ to your new home, Carol. It sounds and looks like a marvelous place. I lived on a lake long ago & loved every part of it. Best wishes for finding new things about it every day.
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Thank you, Linda. We do enjoy it here and I am sure I’ll notice new things every day.
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It’s hard to pack and leave but oh such peace in where you are going.
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Thanks, Margaret. It is peaceful here. We enjoy the quiet with the birds singing, leaves rustling, and loons calling. Being surrounded by nature is one of the best parts of being here.
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Packing up a host of memories and preparing to grow many new ones is synonymous with the huge undertaking of moving houses. Carol, your poem gently encapsulates this ritual, this often wrenching ritual. Your words are easy to identify with, I have felt the very same pangs.
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Thank you, Alan. It is a ritual that is sometimes sad. Luckily, we elected to do this and everything went so smoothly, it made it seem like it was meant to be. I am both sad and happy that you could relate to this post.
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Congratulations! Change is hard, but when there’s a cabin by the lake at the end of the story (…or is it the beginning???), it seems like a happily ever after!
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Thanks, MaryLee. How true your words ring! We love our cabin!
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Carol, I am sorry that I missed this lovely post. By now you are truly settled in your next chapter life. I look forward to many poems floating on to us. May the woodland adventure bring you true peace. “Be” in the spirit of a second chapter.
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Your new home looks lovely. Congratulations and enjoy all the nature!
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