A PLACE TO BEA Poem by hussaina perfect placeWhere time and space has lost its meaning, bending the way I wish. Where,a child for my mother and a charming man for my beloved at the same time I be Where as a child my pocket was filled with things, with cards coins magnets and strings Where I vanish into the painting to find thee And in a mellifluous garden you lie beside me Where all my favorite places are clustered together, And I don't need no transport and I travel free. Where just outside my class is the house of you, and through window I leap for you view Where in the orchard you go up in a swing. Up till you find the sky so wide and blue and down to wonder the grass so green.
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