The Trees With The Red Flower Swing

I remember growing up
Travelling to my family in style, while relaxing all the while 
Weaving through trees dancing,
Around me with every left or right I go 
Swaying on the red flower swing
My one and only sister there next to me

Outside surrounded with a serene breeze, cooling me down with every push
Trees providing me with shade from the scorching sun
Bedazzling into my eyes
Warblers singing sweet songs 
Clearing my mind with every motion going by
Attracted by the red flowers

All is tranquil
All is free of thoughts

The green grass, the red flowers, the trees, the birds singing, the sunny days
Most of all nature 
All makes me feel free
Such good memories
That red flower swing keeping pictures from our childhood like an album
The trees helping me when needed