My Special Place

The rail falls, the birds call, the water ripples.
Everything in the world has its own different call.
It fills me with joy to stand on the shores and watch the sunset.
It reminds me of when my family and i would come here.
This place is special.
This place holds every memory of the past.
Sometimes it feels like this place holds the future.
Tall trees are the giants towering over me.
The cold feeling of the water on my toes relaxes me.
It reminds me of every memory I have ever made here.
All the good ones and bad ones.
All the memories are like photos taken to remember.
Flicking through photos like memories in my mind.