this was fun to write — in a flurry of inspiration, sitting in my living room with a pencil and my journal — scribbling furiously as the ideas were flowing. I wish times like this would visit me more often. The joy and satisfaction was supreme.
Center Lovell – An Ode to a Country Inn
I should like an Inn to own
and operate just like a home
away from home; a locale for guests
to step back in time with elegance.
Forget their troubles instantly
through MAINE-ly hospitality
their cares do swiftly fall away
by enticing meals so savory,
Décor & banter rich & light,
With quiet comfort through the night.
awakened by the light of dawn
and sweet aromas from the lawn
where on the porch invites the gaze
at God’s handiwork, amazed
by purple mountain’s majesty
while sipping morning fantasy.
Off they go now, pleasantly
to joyous day’s activity.
In earnest then our work begins
to prep our stately Country Inn.
A team like family to run
a smooth & tight-knit clockwork sprung.
Keeping guests their top concern
leaves no clean comforter unturned.
Hedges clipped, pillows pressed,
Flowers gathered, turkey dressed.
For, diligence will pay its due
When smiles return a bright ‘Thank You!’
When guests pack up and take their leave
a wisp of satisfaction grieves; for
There’s nothing quite like the grin
of welcomed guests at a Country Inn.