My Happy Place Poem by christina weinke

My Happy Place

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walking trough the ocean on the sand that feels so good on my toes as the water touching my skin as blue as the sky and so cold it feels good walking to the soft green grass under the tree where i lay to watch the clouds move by the white puffy soft clouds with the sun as shining in the water the different colors of the sun goes down when the glowing of the stars come out to shining in the moons light to say goodnight to the earth until tommorw brings a new day

Tuesday, July 30,2008 at 3: 10 p.m

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Keith Foley 01 August 2008

What a sweet gentle poem. Nice work. liked it.

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