Pulchritudinous

I take myself to many places

The Rocky Mountains

Another place where the sun warms my skin, but not too much

Sometimes I even put myself in the middle of a winter storm, surrounding myself with pure white

But my most favorite place of all is a meadow

It has tall, yellow grasses

And trees surround it, except on one side

That side has tall, snow-capped mountains

And it’s beautiful

In the middle, a small shack sits, the mountains are its background

It’s nothing fancy

Really, it might even be considered creepy,

But to me, it holds beauty

Once upon a time someone lived there

They saw what I saw in such a quiet, quaint place

It’s wondrous

I can hear a stream somewhere off in the woods

The wind blows a bit, but it gives no harsh bite

I let the grass slip through my fingers as I walk towards the shack

My bare feet travel over the cool dirt, allowing me to be closer to Mother Nature

I step on the first step of my shack, and it creaks under my weight

It’s comforting, just like the rest of my world

Sometimes I become sad when I realize I can’t show you exactly what it looks like

Then I remember that that’s okay, because maybe I should be selfish and keep it for myself

Just once.

-B