My Place Poem by Keeters Marie

My Place



Spinning and Spinning
around and around
laying in a field of flowers
staring up at the stars
twinkling like little fireflies
the cool breeze rolls by
goose bumps cover my body
this is my place
I am myself here
I wish you were here with me
sometimes its lonely
such an open field
all alone

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