A Place Poem by david lessard

somewhere there's a place for me,
a place that knows no other soul;
a place where my spirit can be free,
a place that will make my body whole.

sometime she will come along,
and she will look at me and smile;
she'll pick me out from among the throng,
and she will abide with me awhile.

somehow I will know of peace,
that I will carry in my mind;
and that assurance, will never from me cease,
and I will dwell with others of my kind.

some will say that I am but a dreamer,
who lives in fantasy and a fairy tale;
they'll call me foolish and a schemer.
that in a wonderland, I sail.

somewhere there's a place for me,
a place they cannot take away;
a place that only I alone can see,
a place to where I'll find my way.