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My Secret Place

David Weaver

gone but not forgotten
‘My Secret Place’
David Weaver ã
Have I told you of my secret place,
a land that is full of dreams?
Been exploring it for many years,
much shorter than that it seems.
I’ve never told of this secret,
it was only mine to share.
For I feared the telling of it,
would bring other eyes to stare.
With crystal waterfalls aplenty,
where brimming trout streams flow.
In the valleys flowers greet the sun,
mountain ranges topped with snow.

Dinosaurs roam thought long since gone,
thrive on the lush green land.

I’ll show you the cave that leads to it,
so stay silent and hold my hand.

With you I now share my secret place,
it’s my only precious thing.

See jagged rocks and wooded slopes,
hear the bellbirds as they sing?
In that rock face over there,
are carved stories from the past
Memorise them before you leave,
write them down to make them last.
You can wander in my secret place,
but watch where you leave your tread.
Walk gently over its grassy slopes,
for I’ll lie there when I’m dead.
 
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