My Special Place

Post date: Feb 27, 2016 8:45:30 PM

There is a place, a special place

where ocean water, ebbs and flows

with rocks upon, which I can sit

where no one, ever hardly goes.

there I can stand, upon their forms

and view, the miles of open sea,

or listen, to her music

and write, the lyrics sung to me

it never changes, and often waits

the old rocks, keep for me warm,

the sea, laps at them constantly

asking when, I'll be along.

I don't, get to go there often

but still, it's my very special place,

For there is where, I find myself

when from the world, I need some space.