Tree…
I am this tree that is cold and alone.
I’ve lived over twenty five years and I’ve seen many different
creatures. Some that can be pleasant, but others that are cruel.
Well honestly, I haven’t always been alone, something destroyed the land.
Now the land is bare, and cold. I still remember when this place was amazing
and so beautiful. For so many years I have been lonely, only one plant would come
up ever spring. Once it stats to grow, it is never strong enough to last through the winter.
The sun is the only thing that helps and keeps me warm. The hardest times are during the winter, the ruff cold snow all on my body. i love when the sun finally comes out and makes me eel like I’m not so lonely, which sadly I am.