Monday, November 7, 2011

my happy place

There are walls I can climb
There are fields, they are green
Do you know what they said
When I entered the scene?

This place it is yours
Run hither and to
No need to wear shoes
No harm here for you

The spongy new plant beds
Pink petals for toes
And buttercups shine sunlight
Right under your nose

My hair it flew free
Catching light in the air
No watch on my wrist
No time and no care

This place is not real
But I go when I choose
Escaping the darkness
Escaping my blues

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