Go find your own space of happy contentment
That will come out of nowhere to suddenly ferment
It maybe that special song that takes you along
To a place and time where you know you belong
Or it may be just sitting in a swing on a veranda
With your love holding hands - there’s nothing grander
Or that one special place that to you is your Xanadu
Where you want to stay for the rest of time through.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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