Poem: The Secret Place
From: The Ice Cream Store. Toronto: Harper Collins Publishers, 1991.
There’s a place I go, inside myself,
Where nobody else can be,
And none of my friends can tell it’s there—
Nobody knows but me.
It’s hard to explain the way it feels,
Or even where I go.
It isn’t a place in time or space,
But once I’m there, I know.
It’s tiny, it’s shiny, it can’t be seen,
But it’s big as the sky at night . . .
I try to explain and it hurts my brain,
But once I’m there, it’s right.
There’s a place I know inside myself,
And it’s neither big nor small,
And whenever I go, it feels as though
I never left at all.
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Comments
Bluebells growing in the wild are such a beautiful sight – just as you’ve capture here, lovely :-)
Bluebells growing in the wild are such a beautiful sight – just as you’ve capture here, lovely :-)
i just love Bluebell – i moved from kent to Northumberland a couple of years ago and i so miss the Bluebell woods – lovely shot
Lovely light seeping through the trees
beautiful shot,
wow so beautiful!, not some thing you would ever get to capture in Australia! love it
Beautiful greenery…lovely shot!
beautiful.
you have a real affinity with your subject and the light you have captured here is incredible
wow this looks pretty with all the green