for a while I just sit there, in the cooling shade of my favorite tree. everything is perfect. perfect as can be, under my favorite tree that loves and adores the company of me. soon I tire just sitting there, and so I start to climb up its smooth, brown bark...up into the branches so high. I start to slip, but it catches me, and lets me know I'm safe...even when the wind pushes me, and when I look out at the sky up high because its my favorite tree, that loves and adores me.

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by I-man.Sman
Grade: 8
State: america


Those eyes starring back can't be mine
for I am hear and they are there
they look like mine but cant be mine
for mine are mine.

Time goes by as do I
as life passes things fade
but you stay put never moveing
but still going
still traveling
till time stops.