Did you have a place
As a child,
A spot to hide
For a little while,
Until your fears could subside?
A shack, a tree, a copse or cubby,
A niche away
From your toils and trouble.
Reach back through the mists of time,
Re-visit that place and there you'll find
The peace you found
When you were a child.
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Yes, I did have such a place, but I'm I afraid I don't fit in there anymore. Thanks for bringing back childhood memories!