You’ll find me in my comfort zone,

A soft moss of blankets and pillows,

Surrounded by open sky and birdsong,

Or hidden by curtains of willow.

 

You’ll find me in my comfort zone,

A gentle tide lapping at my feet,

With only nature for miles around,

And the raindrops for a heartbeat.

 

You’ll find me in my comfort zone,

Following sheep-tracks lined with heather,

Along steep cliffs or mountain-side,

And at the mercy of the weather.

~cf

All my love, Corinne 🙂

 

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