Memories just through the trees(:

Sitting on the swings
In my best friends yard
Sunlight shinning through the colorful autumn trees
The orange, yellow, and red leaves falling
Slowly to the soft green grass
Peices of clear blue sky
Visable through the branches
Of that old oak tree we used to clib
The raggedy swing set
creaking in the wind
Swaying to the rustle of the leaves
A Bright blue paint stain on the back deck
Where we knocked over the nail polish bottle
Learning to do cartwheels in second grade.
The secret club house
We had lots of laughs in
Enough inside jokes to fill a dictionary
Enough memories to make a movie
All of those times sneaking in to the living room
Trying not to wake up your mom at 3.am.
All those memories, and fun times, and laughs
Cant wait to do it all again
Cause those memories are just through the trees
By:Mackenzieeee laney(: