Swinging in a tree

Swinging in a tree

In a world of possibilities

Wondering what the future may bring,

What the past has become

Each day I come back

Swinging In this tree

With a new thought to share

Finally breathing in fresh air

Whether I did something stupid

Or said something silly

Questions unanswered,

Am I even seen?

Swinging in this tree

It's a sanctuary

A place to read and dream

A green-haired quiet friend, who nods in sympathy

And nobody knows of it

As if it’s just for me

A place to go

Swinging in a tree