The tree.

For as long as I can remember this tree in our local park has been a place for children to play. It is easy to climb, to play imaginary games, or invent stories about.
I love its shape and the way its branches spread. I just hope it is around for many more children to experience.
The Tree
where little kids come to meet
where flowers grow around
where teenagers crowd together
where couples seem to chat
where women read books
where men climb with their son.

The tree
of life and hope
of love
of happiness
for years and years people seem to stop and take a few moments by the tree
this beautiful gift that God created.
the tree.

These words were written by a thirteen year old girl.