Your Secret Place

Everyone should have a secret place where everything is so beautiful, you just belong as peaceful as a day is long, an out of your usual pace, sounds of nature all about, where birds sing there song, Meditation replaces frustration, along your happy trail moving about streams, pine trees as tall as a waterfall where pine cones grace a foliage landscape so surreal, woes are meaningless about green grass, lollypop bushes A cool spring where skinny dipping hasn’t a sign to obey trails going every which way, too choose, you can’t lose… your way, this sunny day, misty spray, a couple out to play, no weight to bare, deadlines to meet, nor fail too win time only absent from laughter heard as children frolic there... in a caressing manner, with her long hair draped about your face, sounds echo off boulders where water flows by gallons everywhere yes - your secret place, where good time memories are your true nature