A Secret Place
Each of us has a secret place
Somewhere deep within,
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through,
To be alone,
To be ourselves.
This special place, where we keep all our deepest feelings
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
All our unspoken fears,
It holds the essence of who we are
And what we want to be.
But now and then, someone comes along
And discovers a way into that place
We thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see,
To feel and to share
All the secrets, 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 his or her own corner of our special place,
Where a part of them will live forever...
And we call that person
a Friend
