In My Secret Place
Where I Go When I'm Alone
Now I'll speak of my secret place
A break from the world's speeding race.
I dashed through the soft green grass
Around the gurgling brook I'll pass.
Between the woods of tall oak trees
I love the feeling of the breeze.
O'er the fallen log I flew!
I followed the path, that stayed so true.
Almost There! I'd breathe aloud'
Of this place I am most proud.
Under the jagged rocky ledge
Then finally through, just one more hedge.
Merrily gazed around
At the hidden plain I found.
I bent down and grabbed a stick
And peeled the bark with a flick.
Running now, I jumped a rock
And I soared as agile as a hawk.
Lastly, I climbed my favorite pine tree
And there I sat happy as can be!
About the Creator
Autumn Brown
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