Escape

As I sit here
trying to write
in my mind floats images
causing me to stop and look further
How nice these are
and how I dream of being there
As I drift I can hear the water,
feel the coolness, and
start to fall in love with this place
as I sit in the dark
Nothing can hurt me here
this is a special place
My escape
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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June 30, 2009 at 11:37 PM
Poetry is an escape For all Soupers=)Love the write<33
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