Time stood still, as she looked around. Everything was still. With soft music playing, from some where. It was so piece full she did not like to leave. The sky was clear and blue. The birds were singing where she walked. Down the street, were ever one was stunted. The man with a grin, as still as can be. Looks like a no were land. It is a place were you can go and think and get away from the city. With no sound to be heard. Once you get there. You will not like to leave. It is in a garden with trees and flowers, ever were you look. The colors are out of this world. You way sit and gather your thoughts. And have piece and quite. You may go there any time you like. As time stands still.
