i am alone there. On the island. With this one big tree that gives me shadow
the only support. i am alone.
i seat by this tree and feel alone but free. In my mind i love this place, so far away from hurtful
winds or harmful words people say to me, on my island i seat alone.
i am the person i choose to be, yet i am alone but free. And there is this tree, my tree. Itsย lonely
like me. ย
*photo via pinterest
poojycat 
Sweet poem…beautiful photo!
Thank you!
What a beautiful photo, but i was completely captivated by the poem. I would like to be there sometimes and sometimes I feel like I am there, and that’s OK. ๐
๐ glad you feel like that. its always ok… as longs as its your real you ๐ bleh, too much thinking… ๐
๐ I have to agree! Too much thinking…
i know, heh ๐
Fotografia Idealna!!! Pieknie spostrzezone, idealnie uchwycone!!!
zgadzam siฤ! fota superowa ๐
A utopian island, where you meet your-self, and discuss the important, an island all should have; you’ve potrayed that island in a nice light, Pooh. ๐
Indeed! Thanks for nice words and visiting! ๐ I’m so happy you like it!
Sometimes it’s liking the company we keep (when alone) that makes all the difference! Loved your post!!
That’s so true Robyn!