“Found” by Louise Figueiredo
April 7, 2017
Past the barn, past the warm-ridden apple trees
Past the smell of fright, past the shadows of darkness
Is the magic to which I have envisioned for so many years
That one spot that was never reached but is now touched
This place is hard to find
It’s hard to reach
But now i’ve found it
And now i can never leave it