Childhood Memories (KajsaSchubeler)


Tree house


When we moved we got a tree house

In an old, almost rotten tree

It was the best part about moving

It was placed there just for me


When we moved we got a tree house

Well, it was a platform, a hiding spot

Its walls were made of swaying leaves

But for me it meant a lot


When we moved we got a tree house

And that summer I lived there

But then the autumn storms came

The tree gave my parents a scare


When we moved we got a tree house

But the tree was rotten to the core

So we had to cut it down

My tree house was no more

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