There are hidden places
down below, where
we hide in time of pain
and sorrow..
We feel much to safe
and much to peaceful
hidden down below
where no one can enter
only you..
We fine tranquility, we
fine ourselves when
we have to much stress
we hide down below
in the darkest part
of our very soul..
Life is easier, when
we escape down
below, a summer place
to go in the coldest
of winter, a cool
place to go in the heat
of summer..
Hidden places are our own
secret place, where no
one can enter, we can
leave quickly, and enter
just as fast, our own
little hide away, way down
below, our own hidden
place..
