Each of us has a hidden place

Somewhere deep within ourselves, a place
where we go to get away,

To think things through, to be alone, to be
ourselves.

This unique place, where we confront our
deepest feelings,

Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes, all our
needs, all our dreams,

And even our unspoken fears.

It encompasses the essence of who we are and
what we want to be.

But now and then, whether by chance or
design,

Someone discovers a way into that place we
thought was ours alone.

And we allow that person to see, to feel and
to share all the reason,

all the uncertainty and all the emotion we've
stored up there.

That person adds new perspective to our
hidden realm,

Then quietly settles down in his own corner of
our special place,

Where a bit of himself will stay forever.

And we call that person a friend

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Femme Forum July 98