Away from the crowd,
A place I like to call mellow,
A place where the sun's always glowing bright yellow.
The meadow's pear green,
The flowers colourful,
A small opening lies hidden bringing you into a world so wonderful.
Away from the crowd,
Where commotion is no option,
A sweet red cherry is hanging so merry.
Away from the crowd,
Away from all,
A place so serene,
A place so peaceful.
-T
Ps. This was my first poem.