My Peaceful Place
High in the tall tree I peer down through
Yellow, orange, and golden touched leaves
To the ground far below and all around
Birds painted with many colors
Bright reds, yellows, greens, and blues
Nest so closely to me
Birds of duller colors
Like owls are perched nearby
High up in the sky above
Near the fiery sun they fly
Down below a deer drinks
From a spring it shares with
A rabbit as white as can be.
The water is so clean and clear
Even from way up here I can see
The pebbles on the bottom sparkling through
Quick movements catch my eye
As a horse goes running by
Here in this forge of colors
I'll stay until I can spread
My wings and fly away
Poetry Corner
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