Those days when terrors fill my soul <br />With claws all thoughts embracing <br />When tiny breaths are hard to bear <br />Frustration's threads enlacing <br />I go into my sheltered place <br />With purple walls as pickets <br />They buffer every thorny fear <br />And hug me in their thickets.<br /><br />Liilia Talts Morrison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-purple-place/
