"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

February 11, 2009

Secret Hiding Places

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 09:44
I’ve figured it out.

I’ve always wondered “why”

I was always obsessed

To view the stars on a clear, black night,

To be in awe, to witness the smile of a full moon,

And watch for hours-

The puffy, white clouds that slowly trickle by.


They are God’s secret hiding places.



  1. I like. It has a very nice, light, and yet profound feel to it.

    Comment by Corina — February 12, 2009 @ 06:50

  2. Thanks Corina, it was one of those things that suddenly popped into my head as I was driving on my way home from work. Weird, I know. The drive home however, inspires me alot. The highway I drive each day is embraced by nature on both sides. 🙂

    Comment by C'hele — February 12, 2009 @ 08:22

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