the place I go
not far away
where quiet prevails
and darkness yields
with loving touches
that conquer all
are friends who guide me
through times of pain
for in our smiles
sharing a moments peace
I find what is lost
exists so near
From – 1000 Voices
ponart
Copyright 1993
Patrick M. O’Neil
Email ponart about this poem or pictures
Full image: Macro of Lantana and bougainvillea flower plus a misty pittosporum web from my yard. 12/21/2024



Reference: Collection 11, Poem ID= 357
