Private Place, by No Child Is Innocent Once Born Subscribe to rss feed for No Child Is Innocent Once Born

The sun is out, the sky is clear,
Urban life is far from here.
The river trickles gently by,
While clouds shift softly in the sky.
Sitting here I breathe with ease,
Watching long grasses dance in the breeze.
Flowers and thistles strech up tall,
Inhale deeply, smell them all.
Coming here sets me free,
As free as anyone can be.
This is my own private place,
Surrounded by nature in all its grace.
Posted: 2005-08-19 09:12:20 UTC

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2005-10-01 22:52:23Finding Myself♥♥
wonderful. i've always wanted a place like that, my parents are to protective though.