I am sitting in the bushland,
A country so grand,
Listening to the ocean,
Feeling all the motion,
Not knowing where I'm going,
But through life I am rowing,
Trying to find my place,
To create a peaceful space,
For life has really challenged me,
To maybe set me free,
But there are things to do,
For my heart to be true,
To escape the nasty past,
That will be my last,
That lingers round my neck,
I could send him to heck,
But I do persevere,
Even though I fear,
I will find the courage,
To move my entourage,
To happy peaceful life,
Without any rife,
To enjoy this beautiful country,
In our own place that's homely.
About the Creator
Satu Myyry
Hello, I was born in Finland, but now an Australian citizen. I write mostly from my life experiences, and the pictures are mostly my own. I hope you enjoy my work.
Please comment on my stories and poems.
Thank you.
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