My Place Poem by Mark Trajano

My mind travels to a garden filled with vibrant colors,
Music thst never fades and helps in regaining my wit;
Arranged to delight even the most weary in spirit
With every stroke of my pencil to create such wonders.

Lively shades and playful grades blend in great harmony
Branching out towards thr heavens where angels reside.
The blooming flowers and restful patch of greenery
All of which are also brought by my pencil's tip's glides.

This has bren my reality for days -
The key to another world is writing,
An escape from the messy, crazy maze;
A haven of a garden for living.