January 17, 2006

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  I ventured out to my secret special place today and was inspired to write a little something. I'm neither a poet nor an artist, just merely a little girl armed with a nikon, a pen, and things on my mind. I hope you enjoy it anyways.

  This Little Place of Mine

  this little place of mine, I know all too dear
  it knows my secrets, and it's seen my tears
  I go there often, to find my way
  in life when everything seems to go astray

  the trees say hello, with a rustle of their leaves
  that dance with the wind to a certain melody
  a lighthearted song that only I know
  for many a times, we've shared this joke before

  in times of sorrow, it brings me calm
  as I wander at night, for it will do me no harm
  but only embrace me and ease my pain
  and whisper a lullaby with a sweet refrain

   the night breeze chuckles at my humble woes
  as the stars wink knowingly, touching my soul
  reminding me as I walk along it's familiar trail
  magical moments straight from a fairy tale

  as the fall turns to winter, it surely takes
  my heart with it, how gently it breaks
  but no matter how sad when things have to change
  I look forward to seeing the duckies again

  I'll come here often to stand on the pier
  it's comforting to know that it's always here
  reminding me that things will soon be fine
  this lovely lake, this little place of mine

  
   

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