Where it be gone
So fond i was of that one
That beautiful tree i sat on
My mommy said it was there before i was one
It was such a small one
It was alone until it became a swan
A long neck with branches leaves like feathers it loved everyone
Especially you she said it would let you sit on
It was your favourite hiding place from 11 am to 1
I gently slide down to have lunch and i went back to the tree it had noone
It had me it was my best friend i sat and played in it as did everyone
Until that day i wanted to see if that beautiful tree were more wrinkled and it was gone
I cried a river my best friend was gone
Where is the tree is it paper or is it a door or is it chippings used for someone
A rabbit, another animal where this tree be gone
It could have been recycled several times if it be paper i could have wrote on
Where this tree be gone