My Secret Medow Poem by Tasha Young

My bedroom window faces my favorite place.
No one else knows it's there it's a secret.
It's invisible no one could find it not even a jet.

I go there to think when I am down.
Hoping to turn my frown upside down.
But my mom said I just looked like a clown.

It's a one of a kind thing special to.
It's My Secret Medow beautiful as it is.
If your good I'll share it with you to.

It's in memory of my friend who loved it to.
But now that she's gone I'm looking for someone new to show it to.

It doesn't make a difference if you like it or not.
Because to me I love it no matter what because it's what I like and love about My Secret Medow.
Because in my medow there are no shadows.