The place

The Place

The nightly sky and the of sea lights
Of the fish shaped town that shines every night
The place of where we come for the calm
and sometimes the thrill
Oh the sacred place of ours we call the hill
The place I can truly call ours
The small sanctuary that we spend hours
Once here we forget all troubles
From the chasing and stumbles
From the laughing and promises made
All worries begin to fade
From the beginning and from when I first knew
Of what one persons friendship can do
The opening of eyes
The realization from truth and lies
This place emits an aura of reasoning
The first of anything
The ending of everything.