My Happy Place

shabby shack on the hill

peeling paint and uneven steps

huffing and puffing

dragging out chairs and umbrellas

soft sand and weeds wiggling like snakes through my toes

bird chatter and frog chorus like a natural serenade

cool clear spring water to swim in and rejuvenate

peace like I have never known

just the thought of visiting elevates my mood

and brings a smile to my face

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