This place that I go

There’s this place that I go way down deep inside.
I go there for my solace, and when I want to hide.
From deep within me I can think, and ponder all I see.

And no one else can come there, it’s just a place for me.

I can think the things I want to think and no one else will know
I can see the world in colors that have a special glow.
I see the things I want to see, and never have to hurry.
‘Cuz no one else can come inside,

So, I don’t have to worry

The world looks like I want it to, from way down deep inside.
And best of all, I have a friend whom I can ask inside.
I don’t have to change this place when in his company.

‘Cuz the only friend I asked inside is just the same as me.

He understands the things I think, and likes the things I do.
He likes my shades of yellow, and all the colors blue.
He likes the softness that I have, hidden deep inside.

He likes to come inside to see, this place I go to hide.

He props his feet up comfortably, and never makes a mess.
He sits inside my hiding place and never causes stress.
He comes to take his solace here within my special place.
And when it’s time for him to leave,

A smile’s upon his face.

I ask him to this special place that’s hidden deep within.
‘Cuz he’s my dearest, kindest soul,
My counterpart, my friend.
We share a special knowledge here, that no one else can find.

And I invited him inside this special place of mine.

He didn’t try to change my thoughts,
or colors that I see.
He took comfort in this place of mine,
because it’s really me.
I wouldn’t have invited him if trust I did not feel.

For hidden deep within this place is all I have, it’s real.

— Cougar Wisdom —


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