My Palace Poem by Jessica Murray

My Palace.

A Huge Garden.
With climbing vines wrapping around arches of branches
Vibrant colours in every direction.
Trees so tall they touch the sky.
Never ending hedges
A pebbled path
All leading up towards a sanctuary.

A place where i could be myself.
A place with no worry or stress.
Just relaxation.
Just myself
Carefree and calm.

I would place myself on the spring green grass.
Stare up to the sky.
Forget everything.
Its just me and my garden
Me and my realm
Me and my palace

Surrounded in beauty.

And all to be heard,
Is the sound of the gentle breeze,
Rustling through the leaves and mountains of flowers.
Whistling through the tangling branches of ancient trees.