A Spot To Write

There’s a beautiful place Beyond the trees With real country quiet Just waiting for me I could lay down a blanket Bring my books and my pen Sit quietly for hours Bleed every verse with confidence Let the birds sing me a song Where the breeze flirts with the trees The silence is music to my ears Allowing my mind to think clearly There’s a beautiful place Beyond the trees I’ll be there with my books Where thoughts become poetry D.R.L.