Our Secret Place
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“Our Secret Place,” Friend, Sept. 1990, 22

Our Secret Place

We have a special, private place,

Our very own small secret space.

Here in the green and shady wood,

We’ve made a house the best we could.

Old tree stumps pose as chairs so fine;

Our walls are hung with wild grapevine.

The roof—oak branches overhead;

And pine needles form our comfy bed.

Jam sandwiches—the best by far—

And water brought in old fruit jars

We spread out on a big flat rock

And make up grown-up dinner talk,

While overhead a wild bird sings

Above our palace fit for kings.

Illustrated by Shauna Mooney