The hot summer sun beating down on our car,

As we make our way down the long dirt road.

We all zipped out of the car.

We were all excited to be in our happy place.

it was sweltering but that was apart of all the good

in this situation.

We felt not like we were being tortured but

like we were privileged

In a circle we sat, with love radiating

from our souls. Not said but definitely understood,

Something much needed after the

rocky year.

Where ever love and happiness goes hate

sadness follows. She disguises her self as a friend

But it’s all apart of her plan to take your happy place from you.

She will take it and turn it into a dark place

It was easy to adjudicate in our happy place.

Because it was happy to us we should be ruptured from it .

Right?... Wrong! Hate said hello to me but my happy plac