My own place called heaven

by Emma   Mar 12, 2006


Sit for a minute and hold my hand.
Let's dig our feet into the sand.
Listen to the waves crash on the shore.
Let's want a little and then yearn for more.
Let's feel the sun upon our faces.
Let's travel to new exotic places.
Let's appreciate the things we've got,
Even if it's not a lot.
Let's feel the wind flow through our hair.
Let's feel heaven as if we were there.
Because my love you are next to me
And there's no other place I would rather be.

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  • 17 years ago

    by skye

    Aww thanks for the comment great poem.

    Sarah