Once we rented a cabin

Next to the shores of Lake Winnipeg

And it was beautifully appointed

Set in the woods with firepit

With a hot tub on the deck

Who could ask for more

But all we were thinking of

Was our little stone house

Away and away in our town

Sure we had fun,  the cottage was great

But it wasn’t ours

That place we transformed together

It kept calling to us

Like a prairie siren made from rock

The bones of the earth that sheltered us

There was nothing like coming home.