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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