I've gone to the pretty palce where the flowers grow
i'll be back in a few days or so
I need to get away and clear my mind
The life of contentment i need to find
Let the angels take me away
To a garden of eden, where i can stay
Let them heal my broken heart
And gather the pieces that were ripped apart
The sun that heats and warms my soul
Caress my skin and make me whole
Take me to the pretty palce where the flowers grow
Let me stay there for a few days or so
I need to get away and clear my mind
The life of love and contentment i have to find
Oh Nicola, what a beautiful composure of love you have created here as the message is so meaningful through your poetic pen and even caused me to warmly grin. You have a wonderful talent of reaching right out to gently touch your readers and now I Thank You for sharing your passion for poetry with us all but more importantly for giving us a little part of you. I really appreciate your writing style and now hope that you may never think of or consider placing your poetic pen down because your beautiful words of poetry would be dearly missed causing many to bear a frown. Beautiful Poem. Your Friend, Mickey Pig Knuckles :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I want to go to the 'place' where flowers grow! dan