Light's are out
As midnight hides
A secret realm
Of possibilities
Butterflies escape
From your belly
Soar in the room
You sense the tingle
The pins and needles
Light switch back on
Your brain awakens
When everyone sleeps
.
Children of thought
Stretch their arms
Gambol and dance
Roll on the grass
Inside your mind
Bask in the sunshine
Upon dawning pages
Of whimsical kind
.
They disappear often
But never for long
For children always
Return home on time
Their bed is still warm
As you tuck them in
Under the blanket of words
YOU ARE READING
My Private Place
PoetryFor my 2nd Founder's Challenge, I am asking all Pubbers to share that special place you escape to, so that you can find peace and quiet, beauty and inspiration. Congratulations to our winners!! 1st Place - My Private Place (lyttlejoe) 2nd Place - Sa...
