In every life there is a hideout.
A secret place where we’re alone.
It’s there we do that little thinking
and overlook the things that shown
It is no place, that we are sharing,
those things that live there deep inside.
It’s just a place that sometimes needed,
when things have past us... too fast by.
Aqua1955
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Marjolein Haaksman 16 Oct 2010
Prachtig!!!!Cynthia Fisher 14 Oct 2010
How wonderful and beautiful! I absolutely LOVE your art. This is fabulous!Mary Janosik 14 Oct 2010
Your imagination is endless and your words so true...I had that place as a child and have my forests to escape to now!! She is precious!!Sharon Gonzalez 13 Oct 2010
BEAUTIFUL, BEN!!! AND VERY TRUE AND BEAUTIFUL POEM TOO.Ai Shan 13 Oct 2010
Lovely and beautiful work, Ben!