The Place

There was a place,
Where I used to go,
Hidden away, on a mountain face,
All covered in snow.

There was a place where I used to go,
Just to get away.
And to learn what I did not know
And sometimes just to play.

But then they came,
Like some monstrous beast,
And ruined our peace, they are to blame
Upon our tranquility they feast.

And now that place,
Where I used to go,
No longer is hidden away, on that mountain face,
All covered in snow.

Christopher Robert Keizur, Jan 27, 2009