Children Running Around A Lone Tree Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A lone tree standing in the middle of a mall, here at
Desert Ridge, children now running circles around it,
enjoying its presence in their young lives.

Branches reaching towards the sky and heaven beyond
it, a lasting freedom and liberty that entices young
minds to create games within at night.

Later on, dreaming of good times they've had, remem-
bering them in aging memories when older and all a-
lone, triggering thoughts of youth with fond memories
on cold winter days and nights.