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.
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.
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.
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.