My Island

When I'm sad and nothing seems right,

There's a place for me,

A place far away from the world you know.

I made it myself,

For my own private lesure.

It's my little island, so beautiful and calm.

No one can find me there,

Not even my troubles.

I'll go there in my dreams,

To escape for a while.

I may not stay forever,

But it's still nice to know,

I've got my own private island

Where I'm free to go.

 

Author's Note

I have an island, like many of you do. This is about mine. I hope your island is as wonderful as mine.

Reviews

[Samantha Ellen]

I hope we all do. The world is a nasty place sometimes, it's nice to get your mind off it for a while. I enjoied the poem.

[Courtney]

great metaphor.

[ArieannexAntithetic]

Lovely.
Im sure we all have an island, or something of the sorts.
Good work.
-ArieannexAntithetic