There is a place I go, 

when I need quiet time,The time to write that poem I feel,  to get it off my mind, There is a lovely place I go,  I show all my true colors It is a place so beautiful,  not like any other This lovely place is in my mind, I create it when I need, It is the colors of the rainbow, or the mountains that I see I can change the scenery,  the colors and terrain, I can change where I fit in,  even if its in vain for me I care where I go,  I sometimes play in the snow, Sometimes a flower field I go,  So private, this place I know Its peaceful, and its healing this place thats in my mind, Sometimes a mystic garden,  I'm never sure what I might find I thank God for imagination, for me it creates my soul, its public or its private, I can make it up as I go