My happy placeA Poem by To be scene To be heard
Fiery sky.
White fluffy clouds. Painted with a steady hand. Strikes of calming yellow. Warming red. Silent orange. Cristal blue waters. Scent of its salty mist in gulfs me. Capturing this moment. Holding it tightly in my hands. Never letting it go. Feeling the sand against my feet. The wind dancing around me. This is my happy place. Right here in this everlasting peacefulness. © 2012 To be scene To be heardReviews
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