Its nestled in a mountain range
and far from city lights
A place of gentle solitude…
my little paradise
Oasis from another life
where time slows down its pace
A haven from insanity…
the madness of the race
A simple place I now call home
surrounded by a stream
Moonbeams grace the sky at night
and laughter fills my dreams
The giant pine trees touch the sky
mountains topped with snow
The forest hides its treasure trove
at night the afterglow
I couldn’t ever ask for more
each day a new surprise
Another chance to distance me
from tragedy and lies
All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2012
All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2012
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