As a child, I shared a world with the trees.
They held my gaze, and I held theirs.
They bowed to me in the breeze,
and I gave them my nod.
Quiet secrets passed between us,
woven into games of my own making.
Though years have passed, I close my eyes
and step back into their shadow—
bringing those memory-trees to life
in the brightest colors of my mind.