In My Quiet Spot
As I slide back into my chair
Then I drift off into My Quiet Spot
Majestic Purple Mountains
Staggering on the horizon
As the perfect sunset is setting
Beyond the horizon
In My Quiet Spot
As the evening approaches
Everything gets serene
In My Quiet Stop
When dawn breaks
A beautiful sunrise
Breaks into a new day
In My Quiet Spot
A faint smell of Jasmine fills the air
As the sun warms my face
With a gentle breeze blowing
Thru my hair In My Quiet Spot
The sand on the beach glistens in the sun
As the water lazily laps the shore
In My Quiet Spot
When the hustle and bustle of the day
Gets you down and tired
Just remember the things
In My Quiet Spot
Copyright © Pat Quinn | Year Posted 2015
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