my memory of a tree
By Kate C
Published 29 September 2022
It was at my favorite park,
I used to climb it at light and at dark,
It was the tallest of them all rising high in the sky,
but one day it had gone,
and to be gone for a long long time.
Published 29 September 2022
It was at my favorite park,
I used to climb it at light and at dark,
It was the tallest of them all rising high in the sky,
but one day it had gone,
and to be gone for a long long time.