The Meadow

Through the forest,

Away from the towns,

Is where you'll find

My little wonderland,

It is filled with flowers of course—

They surround the never ending waterfall

That spills into a little pond,

In this little sanctuary,

The meadow,

It is enough

For me to be myself—

Just gazing at the sky,

And watching the time go by.

A/N: No idea if this is any good, poetry is NOT my strong suit, but I found it in my old freshman English notebook, so I thought I'd upload it. Tell me what you think, whether that be good or bad.