My Place

Sitting on my rock
Beside my stream
In the middle of the woods
Is where you'll find me
 
This is my place
I'm here for many reasons
To be alone, to get away
To think and to forget
 
Surrounded by the trees
With leaves everywhere
Sometimes in my hair
 
My favorite season passing by
Like birds in the sky
Singing their song
A beautiful melody
 
Something to calm me
The flow of the stream
Taking hold of me
Drifting through my thoughts
Invited to get lost
 
Leaving my troubles behind
I take in my surroundings
Closing my eyes to listen
The everyday noises
Of the creatures around
Making such an exquisite sound
 
The places that we go
Ones to call our own
To forget the world
To forget our troubles
To get lost and be free
Making life a little easier
When we drift through the trees...

Reviews

[zainul]

Wonderful poem.
It gives comfort.
Cheers!

[Matthew Kult]

A pleasurable read, I look forward to reading more. Well done.