Tree

Today was like any other day
The breeze blew, the birds twittered
And the tree stood still at display
As the sun sets the day is near completed

I sit beside this tree as I write
I smell the breeze and breathe the air
A million ideas in my inventory
My back against the tree I feel the leaves touch my hair

This tree has been here forever
Parent to child, generation through generation
I watch the tree as the leaves float down wherever
I’d rather sit here than have an education

This is where I belong
Imagination going as far as my mind could
It has stood here forever strong
The tree from my childhood