<b>A Place- a poem</b>

by Paige in my world of make-believe

A Place. . .

I go to a place

Where I sit down to write,
to read,
to look,
to listen.

It's a lovely, happy, calm, peaceful place.

I sit by a tree

I sit by a tree, in the long grass

I sit by a tree, in the long grass, by a lake.

A mother wolf and three pups are there also.

God's bright ray of sunlight shines down so bright
on us.

The wolf mother's bright gold eyes bore into mine.

The pup's playful eyes make my heart
LEAP!,

I sit by a tree,

in the long grass,

by a lake,

with mother wolf and her pups.

I begin to write,

I begin to dream,

I begin to learn,

I begin. . . to see.

This is a place where I go.

This is a place. . .

My place.

(hoped you liked it! feedback (shelby mostly) would be quite nice.)