The rock

I sat on a rock so big and rough it was the perfect place to sit 

I sat in a little dent but I still managed to fit.

I started listening to the children around me playing in the leaves.

I listened to the sound of trees swaying in the soft breeze.

When I close my eyes and listen to the nature around me, I hear the chirping of birds in the trees, the sound of the bush turkey brushing up fallen leaves.

I  love the nature it makes me feel safe and warm inside 

I huddle up on the rock and say my last goodbyes.

As the teacher calls us back to the class I step onto the soft grass and leave.

But I know I will always have a good memory of the rock that stands still in the breeze

Forever I will remember how it was comfy but rough at the same time

How it was cold to the touch but made me feel warm inside.