Sunday, February 20, 2011

My Place

Everyone needs that place.

That place you can escape to, just a short drive away.

That place where, the minute you walk through the front door,
     you can feel your worries............... fade to gray,

     and time immediately stands still.

The air feels easier to breathe; a smile - easier to crack.     

The conversations flow, and laughter just..................happens.   

Good food, good people, comfort, and warmth,
     and maybe, a libation (or two).

I visited "my" place on Friday.  

It had been too long since I had.

Like visiting with a beloved friend,
     by the end of the evening, my cup felt full. 

Thank you for being my place.  

Until we meet again.

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