Have you ever wished.
For a spot all your own,
Maybe down by a brook,
Where you could be alone?

Just sitting idly,
By the side of a rippling stream,
All by yourself,
Where you could just sit and dream?

My spot is under a big oak tree,
Far away from town,
With my feet in a cool spring,
Just relaxed lying around.

After some time away,
From the every day stress,
I’ll go back home,
Feeling rested and refreshed...

Just a little quality time,
Under the old oak tree,
So I can go back home,
Feeling rested and free.

Faye Reyenga © 9 / 12 / 2007
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