My tree will know it all <br />The tree of my childhood <br />With the endless branches <br />And the many whispers <br />Time that it can only measure <br /> <br />My tree remembers <br />The boy with the wind in his hair <br />The boy with the crazy laughter <br />The boy with the fear of living and of lifes unknowns <br />The boy I used to be <br /> <br />Before the internet or the mac <br />Playstation Nintendo and games that attack. <br /> <br />My tree remembers me <br />Clinbing its branches into the sky <br />Hung on its strong limb <br />A swing <br />Of rope and wood. <br />Telling me I should <br />Swing as high as I could <br />Touch the weightless sky <br />On the magical piece of wood <br />I can fly and pierce the sky. <br /> <br />My tree remembers <br />Red Light <br />Green light <br />Outdoor street light <br />Before <br />My first crush or even a kiss <br />Dodgeball <br />And street baseball <br />Red rover <br />Red rover <br />Please come over <br />And play <br />Hide and seek <br />Take cover <br />And be meek <br /> <br />In my tree <br />Is everything I want to be. <br />Imaganary places <br />People <br />Creatures <br />And mystical things <br /> <br />High In my tree <br />I can see the world <br />But no one can see me... <br /> <br />My tree remembers me <br />The boy I use to be <br /> <br />My tree does not know what happened to me <br />My life has no room for fasanations of fantasys <br />Now complacted full of responsibilities <br />I have no time <br />To many dead lines <br /> <br />My tree looked at me <br />And said this is where you should be.. <br /> <br />One day I drove hurriedly by..... <br />The pain of progress has its cost <br />And my tree has lost its spot <br />It was no longer needed for shade and play, <br />And its slow pace way <br />Was its end. <br /> <br />In my heart that tree and me are not appart.<br /><br />Howard Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tree-that-knew-me/
