Soon the next day arrived! The tree prepared itself to meet her. Day went by and came the tiresome evening, Where is she? No sign indeed. A panic hit the tree, But no one could see. It thought of its previous friend-again, She had promised it knew. Yet, she broke her promise as well. "I am here!" A voice so childish called out. The tree couldn't believe nor could I! She didn't break her promise. She sat on the bench and told about her day. The sun set down as it watched them from faraway.

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Profile picture of user: lifeinslomo
I love it. I would have wanted more to be fair. A kind of friction before the union between the tree and the child haha
Profile picture of user: sidusferam
Wow, beautiful ❤️
Profile picture of user: inori
So i decided to make 5 parts of this poem... This is the 3rd. I hope you will like it