The Tree's And Me (For B.H.)

I remember as a child I loved to climb up tree's But whenever I did this Sometimes I skinned my knee's But I never let it stop me Even if blood was seen I'd still climb that tree To find a place to dream Of course I liked the big tree's Because their limbs were strong I'd find a way to climb up But it never really took me long I'd use the tree branches Like people use a ladder Sometimes it took a long time But that didn't really matter The only thing that was important Was getting up that tree I would sit there so proud I'd be happy as could be Now it may not seen like much to you But to me it was a conquest I'd climb all the tree's one by one I'd pass each and every test There was not a tree around That I had not climbed I had so much confidence I thought I could climb them blind Once I made it up a tree I'd sit on a limb and dream Sometimes the view that I could see Was the prettiest I'd ever seen I felt so safe and happy High up in a tree I felt as if I was in Gods arms And that nothing could harm me Even now that I'm fully grown I still stop and look at tree's I sometimes think to my self I could climb that tree with ease But of course being older Tree climbing now is only a wish But I'm here to tell you My tree climbing days I miss 9-14-14/RjH