Beneath the trees is a place I call my own, <br />a place where you and I can make a home. <br />Beneath the trees are memories I miss, <br />it's also the place of our very first kiss. <br />Beneath the trees is where I sat and cried, <br />when you told me that this love was a lie. <br />Beneath the trees was where you came to me, <br />and said you were sorry for everything. <br />Beneath the trees we watched the stars light the sky, <br />and made a wish on all of them. <br />Beneath the trees is where I learned a life lesson, <br />how to forgive, and to forget. <br />Beneath the trees is where the grass was always greener, <br />and there were two impressions of where we lay together. <br />Beneath the trees such a beautiful place. <br />You and I could stay there forever.<br /><br />Kayla Bryant<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beneath-the-trees/
