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, That poem was beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing your imagination. -. TO SUE /SEPTEMBER'S ROOM SEPTEMBER'S ROOM The Inner Child has a Safe Place.....She goes to find her Peace. She is called `SEPTEMBER'....Her age ....no more than Four. Her hair falls in dark curls.....She is dressed in frilly white. Her bright blue eyes are haunted.....full of secrets never told. Secrets never meant for a child this old. The room is bare.....no furniture in sight. There are no windows to this room ....and there are no doors. The walls are deep Mahogany.....polished clean and bright. A carpeting of softest blue covers the small room's floor. September lives alone here ....in her refuge from the World. But she is never lonely.....She has all the friends she needs at the touch of her small hand.....The magic is unfurled.