My Special Place


In the special space I go
I am free to be alone,
To gaze upon a world
Where only sky is colored blue
Where every body is warm, inviting,
Where words are blown like kisses
Rustle through the fronded trees;
It is in my special space
I can hear the rhythmic waves
Ebb and flow
Until at last
I am at peace.

© photo and words by Pamela Ferris-Olson

February 6, 2014


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