Meadow

Tall grass stretches for acres
Deep lush forests enclose it on all sides
Each step causes small clouds of tiny yellow butterflies to float up
Wildflowers dot the landscape like brushstrokes on canvas
This world is peaceful
Everything seems right and perfect
This meadow is a sanctuary
And the woods around it are not as scary as they appear
There are no monsters waiting in the grasses
Just the occasional rabbit or squirrel
There is no strife here
No rush to get somewhere else
All is as it should be
Calm
Safe
Peaceful
My own world
And my own haven
My own slice of what I wish could be

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