THERE’S A PLACE — keithgarrettpoetry

THERE’S A PLACE Follow the road underneath a falling snow, Beyond the trees, the hills, there’s a place I know. Peaceful to the ear, musical sounds of Winter, Trickles of water dripping down, Ice covered lake. The sky is full of snowflakes soon touching the ground, Nature all around, it makes its own sound. Trees […]

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