Delighted that my image below, Prime Seats inspired fellow blogger, Wendy Strohm, to compose this lovely poem entitled Climbing a Tree which is reflective of her own childhood memories.
Warm thanks to Wendy, and hope everyone will enjoy !
There’s nothing better than climbing a tree
And being high up with so far to see
There are various branches on which to play
And I can stay up here for most of the day
This branch here is my galloping horse
And the string I’ve tied are the reins of course
That branch over there is for my friend
We talk so much – till there is no end
But this broad branch is my favourite one
As it’s slightly shadowed from the sun
And I cannot be seen from the first look
I can lay just here and read my book
I have brought an apple for my lunch
You can tell I’m here from the noisy crunch!