A corner is a place,
I can go to find peace.
It’s my safe haven,
from the storm around me.
Sometimes I crawl here,
so weak from crying,
I can’t even think.
Other times I run here,
wishing for the comfort,
I’ve never felt.
A corner at times,
seems like my only friend.
It’s a place to hide,
a place to dream,
a place to wish and hope.
A place to just….
be.
~*~ Jill ~*~