Sanctuaries Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

Sanctuaries



A hidden cove,
An unseen cave,
An underground spring,
A forest with no path.
All these and more;
Places where no one knows
Are the places I'll go
As the days become months
and months become years
And I no longer know
where else to go
To visit you.

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