Exceptional Alone at last. Escape by Willie P. Smith      Love Contest Winner

Escape with me to a sunny place, Where no one knows our name or face. A place where silence fills the air, Where we can grow old without a care. A place where mountains and valleys surround, Where trees and streams still fill the ground. Where nature touches all we see, Come my love, escape with me. Writing Prompt Write a poem about something or someone you love. Love Contest Winner

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