Each of us has a hidden place
somewhere deep within ourselves.
A place where we go to get away
To think things through,
To be alone, to be ourselves.

This unique place, where we
confront our deepest feelings
Become a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
And even our unspoken fears,
It encompasses the essence of who we are
And what we want to be.

But now and then, whether by
chance or design,
Someone discovers a way into this place,
We thought was ours alone,
And we thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see,
to feel, to share,
All the reason, all the uncertainty,
And all the emotion we've
stored up there.

That person adds new perspective
to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down in her
own corner
Of our special place,
Where a bit of her will
stay forever

And we call that person a friend.

And This Page Is For My Sister, Nan. For without her, I would be lost!!!
Happy Valentines Day "Sissy"

"SueBee 2001

Written by
~Carol Elaine Faivre-Scott~



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