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 becomes a storehouse
of all our hopes,
all our needs,
all our dreams,
and even our unspoken fears.
and what we want to be,
But now and then,
whether by chance or design,
someone discovers a way to that place
We thought was ours alone
And we allow that person to see, to feel
and to share all the uncertainty,
and all the emotion we've stored up there.
to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down in his own
corner of our special place,
where a bit of him will stay forever.
And we call that person
friend....
Tomorrow brings the end
But somewhere in the middle
We've become the best of friends.
you can sit on a porch and swing with,
never say a word, and then walk away
feeling like it was the best conversation
you've ever had.
