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I have this place where I go
when I need to be all alone.
I call it my place,
a place where the hurts of the world
quiet down and fade away.


I have this place
no one knows about
between a field and a willow tree
along a pastures edge.


A place of beauty, where my fingertips
can paint over all the wrong
and all the pain I feel
in colors bright and cheery.


A creek down around the corner
I go to when
things get oppressive
dark and hard.


It’s a place of peace, where the fears
of my heart slow and still…
A place of calm, where the oceans
of emotions lay at my feet
and weep no more.


And I sit there
I don't know if I meditate
there in this place hidden
but I get peace
I see love I hug this earth.


It’s a place where I can breathe,
where I feel sheltered, protected
from the coldness outside
of my canopy of shade… It’s my place.


They go to their place…..
……they visit very often...


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i come here when i can
to write  
to read
to
find beauty
to find what i need.

there is so much inspiration
       my heart it does fill
by the flow of all thoughts
      it’s pure magic of the quill.

each writer
has a gift, so unique
and all their own
every day
I’m amazed
at the beauty shown.

i’m also very thankful
for you give far more than you know
knowledge, strength, and courage,
are only a few gifts that you bestow.

…and when someone hurtful
                                         comes along
      you stand tall side by side
drying painful tears
      that one’s eyes have cried.

that’s beauty of heart
                      that’s beauty of soul
a beautiful pressure of love
       turning a diamond from coal.
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A Thank You to the many on HP who have shown me strength, kindness, and encouragement lately. I will never be able to truly express my thankfulness. Please just know, I think you are all so wonderful!!! <3
Lost in sweet melody
cool breeze through hair,
   the glow of fireflies
        lights the night air.

Two hearts interlocked
     a lovers stance,
          lost in the moment
a magical romance.

           Eyes meet eyes
in heartfelt bliss,
      enchanting moments
a soulful kiss.

Hearts beating as one
      lovers unite,
           under the luminous
soft moonlight.

       Time stands still
the melody plays on
         in flowered meadow
beneath the sun.
~
She searched the wind tonight
for he’s always been a friend,
he showed her true love
and who he’s always been.

She also turned to the moon
for the moon is always so true,
he held her hand tonight
and walked her straight to you.

She paused as she watched you sleep
as your head lay upon the bed,
she trembled at the sight
for she seen the dreams you had.

The longing to touch your face
and feel your warm embrace,
to feel your loving arms touch
filled her heart with such grace.

But the moon reminded her
it’s only a short time away,
then she’ll melt into your arms
where she’s meant to forever stay.

So when you wake this morning
and feel your heart race,
It’s because she was there giving
dreams of a sweet embrace.*
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[You] are the whisper
          that
floats
        on
the
           wind,
giving me a hope
I never want to end.

[You] are my wish
            from
                a
                         ­     falling
                                          star,
    ­     my lucky penny
in that old glass jar.

[You] are my heart
        that
gentle
            caress,
touching me deep
with such tenderness.

[You] are the shine
      from
that
             silver
         moon,
the word of your promise
a faithful love tune.

[You] are my sun
a
        true
                loving
                       ­ light,
                      stay in my heart
forever shining bright.
~

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