Where is your sanctuary?
Your safe haven of tranquility.
Tucked away from chaos and hostility.
Where you go to get away from lifes stress.
where you can think in quiet moments of undisturbed bliss.
Where you can write from dawn to sunset.
Where you can relax and dismiss.
Or is your sanctuary a person?
Someone who cares for you.
Someone who loves you deeply.
Someone who is forever true.
Someone you can tell your secrets.
Someone who listens to you.
Someone who sees the pain in your eyes.
Someone who knows the real you.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
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