“In This Sanctuary”

How many times have I come to this place?
Pencil in hand
And a blank page to fill

I find my refuge
In the wilderness God created
Its soothing sounds
And peaceful stillness
Calm my restless heart

If only I could take my humble retreat with me always
But then it wouldn’t be
Such a sacred place
To put my troubled thoughts to rest

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Hi guys! Bet you thought that I died or something, or maybe you didn't notice. >> A sad thing called life has overtaken my writing time. So, all I had time to write was this poem and another one that I'm about to upload.

I promise that I'm going to start on another fictional story. I have about three ideas for stories in my head. I'm going to see how it goes to write at least two of them at once. But yeah, it won't be until life eases up a little. Gosh, so much stuff to do in your senior year.