Shannon Bartie
Joined October 2017
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My Own Place
Anger, Fear, Worry, WoeSend me to a place only I knowCrystal clear water cascades down the wallsThe rocks as smooth as rubber ballsDreamy blue horizons caress the sky Flossy white clouds float gently bySweet soft breezes sweep over my faceThey never have a change of paceWords of wisdom travel on the windThey don't care if I have sinned
By Shannon Bartie7 years ago in Poets