I Remember

I Remember...

A little boy in a tree

He climbs so high and feels so free

He sees the birds and hears their song

He feels the breeze and breathes along

He picks a fruit and takes a bite

He savors the sweetness and the light

He swings his legs and hums a tune

He wishes he could stay till noon

But then he hears his mother's call

He knows he has to leave it all

He says goodbye to his tree friend

He hopes to come back soon again

I remember, me in the tree.